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Dj Quik - Back That Shit up Lyrics

It costs 4 balls when you blide at the place
It’s 1700 and the VIP
And 3 bad bitches wanna drink it with me
Now what you tryin’ kickin’?
When they kickin’ the South?
Your numbers show that lil momma’s worth as big as a bow
Cause this is a damn movie in the back of my limo
They didn’t want it all the way
So they just can’t get...

Forgot who who you wasn’t
Tried to smash your cousin
So shake that ass
And she don’t mind driving with me
After hours is poppin’
We buzin’ like bees but ther eain’t no polen
These niggaz want my number
But it ain’t no Hollander

So roll it, roll it show it , blow it
Hoes throw iti ain’t focused
I’m drinkin’, smokin’

Back that shit up
Back that shit up
Back that shit up
Don’t get me started
Back that shit up
Back that shit up
Back that shit up

Don’thear me saying nigga
Bitches used to love me
Find me in the city
But they know to keep a record
I was never a real angel
Well guess that explains why we niggazreal
Everybody knows the drill
But we kept it real
Write a book
But the wrost gorft is a nigga buying a triger
And you tryin’to pull it
I’ve never done this on the fun

I was younger
My momm told me : fuck them
Never let them boundle you


So roll it, roll it show it , blow it
Hoes throw iti ain’t focused
I’m drinkin’, smokin’

Back that shit up
Back that shit up
Back that shit up
Don’t get me started
Back that shit up
Back that shit up
Back that shit up

Now im just a young nigga
And if you call
I can’t tell you how I did it
I’m wastin’ my nights
You can gather shots
I even got a job
I’m back at these niggaz
I ain’t never catch a lie
Bitches on my left and Bonnie on my right
Ronnie all front in me and only in my mind
Scouters tryin’ to live
See i’m about o get
You can catch me on my bike
Yeah i’m feeling well
I don’t even know I’m getting off
So they’re goin’ soft
I ain’t askin’ no question
Got to look at my wrist
They’re tossin’ to my niggaz
Lookin’ for a turn up and they found me
4 in the morning
It sounds late

So roll it, roll it show it , blow it
Hoes throw iti ain’t focused
I’m drinkin’, smokin’

Back that shit up
Back that shit up
Back that shit up
Don’t get me started
Back that shit up
Back that shit up
Back that shit up

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