BACK IT UP

Lyrics

(And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube...) [Chorus 1: Cash Cobain] Back it up, back it up Get your money, back it up Act bad, acting up Ain't movin' slizzy? pack it up They say slizzy was lacking like what? Keep a glizzy not lacking like huh? Slizzy you thought he was jacking us up Slizzy not what you jack? like damn Like this, like that, like what? Like this, I'm hitting my cup My grip, my gat, my gun He talking shit, then he must've been drunk And you know that slizzy outside She say wan' get litty outside And i got a bitty outside I'm a bad boy like Diddy outside (what else?) [Bridge: Cash Cobain] Back it up, back it up Get your money, back it up Act bad, acting up Ain't movin' slizzy? pack it up Back it up, back it up Get your money, back it up Act bad, acting up Ain't movin' slizzy? pack it up Damn, damn, damn, keep going Damn, damn, damn, turn around Damn, damn, damn, keep going Damn, damn, damn, turn around [Chorus 2: Cash Cobain & Tata] Back it up, back it up Get your money, back it up Act bad, acting up Aim at lil slizzy, pack it up Back it up, back it up Get your money, back it up Act bad, acting up Aim at lil slizzy, pack it up Like this, like that, like what? Like this, I'm hitting my cup My grip, my gat, my gun He talking shit, then he must've been drunk (Glah Glah boom bitch) And you know that slizzy outside She say wan' get litty outside (glah glah) And i got a bitty outside (like glah glah, everything dead) I'm a bad boy like Diddy outside (what else?) [Verse: Tata] In the party but I got my knocker Off the wokky and I'm moving wap, bitch (boom boom boom) Shorty gon' pop it and lock it Nobody move funny, nobody get shot (boow) With the member and we moving slizzy (like damn) In the trenches where shit get risky (like damn) I know they plotting to get me Nigga I can't lie, I moving 'round with 50 (glah glah boom) Like this, like that, like what? (like this) She a thotty she shaking her butt (like that) And I'm all in her tummy, her nigga is bummy and broke She won't stop until I nut (damn) Dead niggas, all in my blunt (like this) I'm a demon I do this for fun (like that) Glah Glah, like Jenny said That boy a 'oota only in my blunt Bad bad, bag it up (like damn) You keep talking bodies bag 'em up (like damn) Got a bad bitch bagging it up (like damn) And I got the knocker start bagging 'em up (glah glah boom) Got a baddie, with the fatty (like damn) Took a trip, I might beat it in Cali (like that) And when she see me she get happy I wouldn't die to your bro, he won't clap me (bitch) [Chorus 2: Cash Cobain] Back it up, back it up Get your money, back it up Act bad, acting up Ain't movin' slizzy? pack it up Back it up, back it up Get your money, back it up Act bad, acting up Ain't movin' slizzy? pack it up Like this, like that, like what? Like this, I'm hitting my cup My grip, my gat, my gun He talking shit, then he must've been drunk And you know that slizzy outside She say wan' get litty outside And i got a bitty outside I'm a bad boy like Diddy outside (what else?) [Outro: Cash Cobain] Like this, like that, like what? Like this, I'm hitting my cup