Paul Wall, Chamillionaire, Devin The Dude - Back Up Plan lyrics
[Paul Wall, Chamillionaire, Devin The Dude - Back Up Plan lyrics]
Oooh ooooh oooh oo ooh just believe
Something real freaky's going down
Oooh ooooh oooh oo ooh take a sip of this
And just let it relax your mind
Oooh ooooh oooh oo ooh
Please do not disturb
On the door you see that sign
Oooh ooooh oooh, I'm really feeling you
If you can keep a secret
Then I'll keep a secret too
And this is what we'll do I'll
Be your number two i can let you feel on me
If you just let me feel on you
Oooh ooooh oooh, I know you got a man
Your undercover lover
I can be your back up plan
And we can just pretend we're
Nothing more than friends
The sex will never end
That way everybody wins
Their dorms their college
Their brains share knowledge
I tip toe through the back do'
And no one gon hear about it
And if your boo try to search you
In any clue get spotted i hope the lipstick
That is smeared on your top lip is not it
Naw we don't sip Hypnotic
We sipping Henny and some Crimevicts
So take a sip of this
And just let it relax your mind
Your body's calling me informing me
That you're freakier than normally
Birthday suit has been worn for me
Latex condom put on for me
Protection in the briefcaser
Plenty of lead with no eraser
Trojan Man gotta be safer
Ladies that plot for my treat paper
Watching a man while he chase her
Trying to figuer out whether she faithful
But the minute that he takes her
Break them C-H-IC taker
He running round like he gangsta
Don't think your girl can't get lead
To the edge of the bedspread
Hungry for sex she can get fed
Spread her legs or get fed head
She's wearing that yellow pink thong
She's got her wedding ring on, but
It still never seems wrong, koopa
Oooh ooooh oooh, I'm really feeling you
If you can keep a secret
Then I'll keep a secret too
And this is what we'll do I'll
Be your number two i can let you feel on me
If you just let me feel on you
Oooh ooooh oooh, I know you got a man
Your undercover lover
I can be your back up plan
And we can just pretend we're
Nothing more than friends
The sex will never end
That way everybody wins
See getting money's like sex
And I'm having a manage G
Gold diggers can't F' with me
Like I'm having a manage me
A ho see the ice and she start tripping
Like your broad can't skeet
Koopa get a hot steamy ain't creamy
But uh naw it ain't T
If it's her first time with me
She'll do her thang like she knew me
Can't stand a booshie ho
A booshie ho can't enthuse me or amuse me
Can't stand a groupie
Cause a groupie's purpose is
Usually to use me
They usually hop on the next dick
When they see 50 Cent or Juve
Who he that's Koopa
But he look like 50 Cent oh yeah
Well G-G-G-G-ge ge ge get the hell
Out of here yeah
If this ain't just about the sex
Don't waste your time
Money jewelry and fame
Should be the last thing on your mind
You steady trying to be like them
Chamillion trying to be like Ben Franklin
Cause a girl that I think is feeling me
Say she like him aaah
Don't worry naw, Koopa not disappointed
I look to' as the do'
Stick my finger out like this and point it
Leave, with me it's a ghetto
Version of Girls Gone Wild
Niggas probably heard our sound
Gotta use a very large towel
To stick under the do' she's moaning
Trying to wake up any sleep takers
Screaming obscenities at me
She got a foul mouth like she T draper
Sheet shaker heat maker
Wanna be down then I replace her
Cameras'll get your cart I'm smart
You will not ever see the taper
What we did let me lace ya
Up in some game while she take a
Sip of the Henny or a skeet taste of
Some of this Rum minus the chaser yeah
Oooh ooooh oooh, I'm really feeling you
If you can keep a secret
Then I'll keep a secret too
And this is what we'll do I'll
Be your number two i can let you feel on me
If you just let me feel on you
Oooh ooooh oooh, I know you got a man
Your undercover lover
I can be your back up plan
And we can just pretend we're
Nothing more than friends
The sex will never end
That way everybody wins
I got some Henn got some Crime
Got some Remmy and it's time
To take a sip of this
And just let it relax your mind
Your body is so fine
Girl I'm peeping your design
Somehow it feels right
Tell me how can I decline
Please do not disturb on that door
You see that sign
There'll be no interrupting
Something freaky on my mind
Sipping going doo-own
Stripping going doo-own
She know what's on my mii-ind
I'm ready to bump and grii-ind
Oooh ooooh ooo oooh, oooh ooooh oooh ooooh
Oooh ooooh ooo oooh, oooh ooooh oooh ooooh
Your man use to fuck you down
But now he's slacked up
She's running all over town
I think he's gonna need back up
I'll be your relief pitcher
Dick up in your mitt
There's no cork off in my bat
So, it's somewhat illegal hit
Boom over the fence
Rinse off my balls when I'm finished
Yes she's probably a good sport
But he's got you playing tennis
Running after balls, dodging all your calls
You're horny wanna grind him
But, you just can't find him
So here's what you do, call 832-567
You remember the rest, just ask for Devin
Yes I'll come quick, but not too soon
Leaving nutty rubbers, all over the room
Don't forget to bring the pill
The dress I like and high heels
Some extra panties if you will, we can chill
I'll never wanna come between you and him
Understand
But, if you ever need a back up plan
I'm your man
Oooh ooooh oooh, I'm really feeling you
If you can keep a secret
Then I'll keep a secret too
And this is what we'll do I'll
Be your number two i can let you feel on me
If you just let me feel on you
Oooh ooooh oooh, I know you got a man
Your undercover lover
I can be your back up plan
And we can just pretend we're
Nothing more than friends
The sex will never end
That way everybody wins
Something real freaky's going down
Oooh ooooh oooh oo ooh take a sip of this
And just let it relax your mind
Oooh ooooh oooh oo ooh
Please do not disturb
On the door you see that sign
Oooh ooooh oooh, I'm really feeling you
If you can keep a secret
Then I'll keep a secret too
And this is what we'll do I'll
Be your number two i can let you feel on me
If you just let me feel on you
Oooh ooooh oooh, I know you got a man
Your undercover lover
I can be your back up plan
And we can just pretend we're
Nothing more than friends
The sex will never end
That way everybody wins
Their dorms their college
Their brains share knowledge
I tip toe through the back do'
And no one gon hear about it
And if your boo try to search you
In any clue get spotted i hope the lipstick
That is smeared on your top lip is not it
Naw we don't sip Hypnotic
We sipping Henny and some Crimevicts
So take a sip of this
And just let it relax your mind
Your body's calling me informing me
That you're freakier than normally
Birthday suit has been worn for me
Latex condom put on for me
Protection in the briefcaser
Plenty of lead with no eraser
Trojan Man gotta be safer
Ladies that plot for my treat paper
Watching a man while he chase her
Trying to figuer out whether she faithful
But the minute that he takes her
Break them C-H-IC taker
He running round like he gangsta
Don't think your girl can't get lead
To the edge of the bedspread
Hungry for sex she can get fed
Spread her legs or get fed head
She's wearing that yellow pink thong
She's got her wedding ring on, but
It still never seems wrong, koopa
Oooh ooooh oooh, I'm really feeling you
If you can keep a secret
Then I'll keep a secret too
And this is what we'll do I'll
Be your number two i can let you feel on me
If you just let me feel on you
Oooh ooooh oooh, I know you got a man
Your undercover lover
I can be your back up plan
And we can just pretend we're
Nothing more than friends
The sex will never end
That way everybody wins
See getting money's like sex
And I'm having a manage G
Gold diggers can't F' with me
Like I'm having a manage me
A ho see the ice and she start tripping
Like your broad can't skeet
Koopa get a hot steamy ain't creamy
But uh naw it ain't T
If it's her first time with me
She'll do her thang like she knew me
Can't stand a booshie ho
A booshie ho can't enthuse me or amuse me
Can't stand a groupie
Cause a groupie's purpose is
Usually to use me
They usually hop on the next dick
When they see 50 Cent or Juve
Who he that's Koopa
But he look like 50 Cent oh yeah
Well G-G-G-G-ge ge ge get the hell
Out of here yeah
If this ain't just about the sex
Don't waste your time
Money jewelry and fame
Should be the last thing on your mind
You steady trying to be like them
Chamillion trying to be like Ben Franklin
Cause a girl that I think is feeling me
Say she like him aaah
Don't worry naw, Koopa not disappointed
I look to' as the do'
Stick my finger out like this and point it
Leave, with me it's a ghetto
Version of Girls Gone Wild
Niggas probably heard our sound
Gotta use a very large towel
To stick under the do' she's moaning
Trying to wake up any sleep takers
Screaming obscenities at me
She got a foul mouth like she T draper
Sheet shaker heat maker
Wanna be down then I replace her
Cameras'll get your cart I'm smart
You will not ever see the taper
What we did let me lace ya
Up in some game while she take a
Sip of the Henny or a skeet taste of
Some of this Rum minus the chaser yeah
Oooh ooooh oooh, I'm really feeling you
If you can keep a secret
Then I'll keep a secret too
And this is what we'll do I'll
Be your number two i can let you feel on me
If you just let me feel on you
Oooh ooooh oooh, I know you got a man
Your undercover lover
I can be your back up plan
And we can just pretend we're
Nothing more than friends
The sex will never end
That way everybody wins
I got some Henn got some Crime
Got some Remmy and it's time
To take a sip of this
And just let it relax your mind
Your body is so fine
Girl I'm peeping your design
Somehow it feels right
Tell me how can I decline
Please do not disturb on that door
You see that sign
There'll be no interrupting
Something freaky on my mind
Sipping going doo-own
Stripping going doo-own
She know what's on my mii-ind
I'm ready to bump and grii-ind
Oooh ooooh ooo oooh, oooh ooooh oooh ooooh
Oooh ooooh ooo oooh, oooh ooooh oooh ooooh
Your man use to fuck you down
But now he's slacked up
She's running all over town
I think he's gonna need back up
I'll be your relief pitcher
Dick up in your mitt
There's no cork off in my bat
So, it's somewhat illegal hit
Boom over the fence
Rinse off my balls when I'm finished
Yes she's probably a good sport
But he's got you playing tennis
Running after balls, dodging all your calls
You're horny wanna grind him
But, you just can't find him
So here's what you do, call 832-567
You remember the rest, just ask for Devin
Yes I'll come quick, but not too soon
Leaving nutty rubbers, all over the room
Don't forget to bring the pill
The dress I like and high heels
Some extra panties if you will, we can chill
I'll never wanna come between you and him
Understand
But, if you ever need a back up plan
I'm your man
Oooh ooooh oooh, I'm really feeling you
If you can keep a secret
Then I'll keep a secret too
And this is what we'll do I'll
Be your number two i can let you feel on me
If you just let me feel on you
Oooh ooooh oooh, I know you got a man
Your undercover lover
I can be your back up plan
And we can just pretend we're
Nothing more than friends
The sex will never end
That way everybody wins
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