Back It Up (feat. The Official Peach)
Harvee Moon
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Drink in my cup Got me feeling lit Ooh girl wassup You're a bad bitch Won't interrupt Wanna see you dip Dip, dip, dip Shit... Shorty bring it here, throw it back on me (Yeah) If your man in here, got the strap on me (Yeah) I don't really care, that's no cap homie (Yeah) All you gotta do is, back it up, back it up on me Shorty bring it here, throw it back on me (Yeah) If your man in here, got the strap on me (Yeah) I don't really care, that's no cap homie (Yeah) All you gotta do is, back it up, back it up on me Ass so fat, have the club go aye Who girl is that? How much could I pay? Stack of 1huns in my pocket Back it up and then drop it Bust it open like a lock pick I can be your locksmith If you get the picture don't crop it Thought I'd seen it all no optics Definitely a option Like a summer home in the tropics You got that, is it hot in here Bikini's, um lingerie that's outerwear Tryna breach your, uh uh stratospher Rocket Power, strapped up, Otto Rocket gear But while I got you here Make it drop like tears Shorty bring it here, throw it back on me (Yeah) If your man in here, got the strap on me (Yeah) I don't really care, that's no cap homie (Yeah) All you gotta do is, back it up, back it up on me Shorty bring it here, throw it back on me (Yeah) If your man in here, got the strap on me (Yeah) I don't really care, that's no cap homie (Yeah) All you gotta do is, back it up, back it up on me He gone watch me drop it down Imma take him to town Like a stripper booty go Up and down on the pole I'm a motha fuckin G Please don't call me no hoe Catch a flight to yo front door this body you can't ignore Let's go to the liquor store Drank til we can't no more Ain't shop in department stores Buy me clothes like Dior Drop it down like a bomb this booty eatin a thong I got this boy lookin twice Imma take him to paradise Yeah I got a man We can kick it tonight You can be my best friend Imma drop it down right Yeah I keep it real tight He gon buy me a flight He call me his baddie so I stay callin him daddy wooo! Shorty bring it here, throw it back on me (Yeah) If your man in here, got the strap on me (Yeah) I don't really care, that's no cap homie (Yeah) All you gotta do is, back it up, back it up on me Shorty bring it here, throw it back on me (Yeah) If your man in here, got the strap on me (Yeah) I don't really care, that's no cap homie (Yeah) All you gotta do is, back it up, back it up on me
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Written by: Ronald Evans Jr, Savannah Roman
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