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A Boogie Wit da Hoodie - Back It Up lyrics

Artist: A Boogie Wit da Hoodie

album: Me vs. Myself


You know exactly what happens when baddies and baddies link up
I don't only want Venus, I want Serena
Big-ass crib, so much acres, can't find my neighbors
Big-ass watch like the chain off of Flavor Flavor
Sorry, mama, these pills are for concentration
You the only one that mean it when you say congratulations
If I gotta up this pole, I promise I ain't overthinkin'
Ooh, baby, blue faces and VV's
Probably the reason why that you coldest ever (Coldest ever)
Right to my collection when we're not together (Not togheter)
Fuck a bad bitch, now I'm feelin' better (Feelin' better)
Christian Louboutin bag came with the spikes (Spikes)
This type of swag might change your mind (Mind)
Put this dick in your mind, replace your spine (spine), huh, look
Back it up, baby, come and back it up
We making love, and I got the ratchet tucked
Shawty bad and niggas mad that they ain't one of us
But you let nobody tell you you ain't one of one
(Ooh, nah, nah, nah) Huh? Irregular
I go platinum every single time I smack her butt (Smack her butt)
Before I even hit the age of twenty-one (Twenty-one)
I knew one day that I would end up blowin' up (Blowin' up)
Pakistan, if they frontin', we goin' back again
I laid her right down on her stomach
She rolled over, said, "I'm comin'"
Came to see me in commercial
Now she never go nowhere without private jets
Do it for Boogie, baby, fuck what Simon says
She know I'm the reason niggas dressin' the way they dress
But it's okay 'cause Bibby told me, "Go 'head, switch the style up"
I hate how niggas hate
But they don't ever want no problems (Problems, problems, problems)
Christian Louboutin bag came with the spikes (Spikes)
This type of swag might change your mind (Mind)
Put this dick in your mind, replace your spine (spine), huh, look
Back it up, baby, come and back it up
We making love, and I got the ratchet tucked
Shawty bad and niggas mad that they ain't one of us
But you let nobody tell you you ain't one of one
(Ooh, nah, nah, nah) Huh? Irregular
I go platinum every single time I smack her butt (Smack her butt)
Before I even hit the age of twenty-one (Twenty-one)
I knew one day that I would end up blowin' up (Blowin' up)

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