Young Money, Tyga, Lil Twist - Back It Up lyrics

Tyga [Michael Ray Nguyen-Stevenson]

[Young Money, Tyga, Lil Twist - Back It Up lyrics]

Where the bad bitches at, gon' smoke?
Where the bad bitches at, gon' drank?
Where the bad bitches at that twerk?
Put them weak bitches out that can't
Look at shawty right there with them quirks
Got me tryin' not to scratch my paint
And when she shake that ass
I throw more cash
Swear she tryna get a piece of my bank
Back it up, back it up
Bust it open, wide open, baby girl
Let me see what you're workin' with
Me and T on some pimp shit
This is the collision
My nigga at the front, I'm at the tail end
Where is your girlfriend?
I'm lookin to surf in, try puttin' a word in
I jump in that pussy and turn
That shit to a whirlwind
I'm Twizzy F Baby, Mr freestyle Murder
I'ma kill you little niggas but the pussy
I'm murkin' 'em let me slow it up
Y'all already know what's up
Been gettin' paid since a young age
Now that's young money, watch me throw it up
I'm in King of Diamonds like what the fuck?
Throwin' stacks at her, throwin' racks at her
And don't worry 'bout it, girl
If I'm old enough
Just gon' do me a favor, girl, back it up

Back it up girl back it up
Girl back it up
Gon' do me a favor, girl back it up
I'm throwin' stacks at her
Throwin' racks at her
Don't worry 'bout it, girl, if I'm old enough
Just gon' do me a favor, girl, back it up

Let me see you do it, girl work the pole
Gon' get this money, girl twerk it slow
Let me see it though, let me see it though
Yeah I'm talkin' bendin' over
Girl touch your toes
Now strike a pose, then drop it low
I'm in the strip club with my big bro
Named Weezy F, and we do it the best
Already 60 racks and leave the floor messy
Young Money, homie, YMCMB
Got a brown tone for the T-Streets
I need 3 more for Chris, B and T
I'm a fool with it, just a young elite
Shit, what the Hell? You can't blame me
This the fast life, get your cash right
And when she think it's right
Then come back to Twist
And we can match it up and have a cash fight
Now I'm balling on em' still stunting on em'
In the strip club, still hunching on em'
Still ripping bands, homie buy these grands
Im the young boss, follow my commands
Now I'm bring bought seven hands
Back to my table, racks on racks to my naval
Got all the girls wanna rock the
Young boy like a cradle, well!

Back it up girl back it up
Girl back it up
Gon' do me a favor, girl back it up
I'm throwin' stacks at her
Throwin' racks at her
Don't worry 'bout it, girl, if I'm old enough
Just gon' do me a favor, girl, back it up

Auggh! Girl back it up, b back it up
Im hard as fuck and I wanna fuck
Bitch open up, I'm to-to raw gotta rap it up
I'm ultra faded, I'm pouring cups
Two shots of this, ass shots on her
Don't ask for nothing, let me throw it up
Man she all on my balls like bowling bruh
Auggh!
I'm more than amazing, with the location
A lot of caucasians
Niggas with money, and money your savings
Bout' my business, nigga no blazer
Why you tryna save her, nigga I slave her
While you pay her, I get paper
Got hoes lined up like a taper
Back to back I call that Laker, huh!
P-pop a pill, do it big
Bend it over, I see it's real
Drizzy voice, young money ill
I low my dick, then auto-kill
She know it's real
Man I got that cake, happy belated
I styling on my ex, let
My nigga Twizzy say it, huh!

Back it up girl back it up
Girl back it up
Gon' do me a favor, girl back it up
I'm throwin' stacks at her
Throwin' racks at her
Don't worry 'bout it, girl, if I'm old enough
Just gon' do me a favor, girl, back it up

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