Grand Puba - Back It Up Lyrics
Easy back it upYeah yeah yeah the reel to reelEasy back it upGrand puba, stud doogie, alamoEasy back it upKid capri flippin shit the way its sposed to beEasy back it upBack it up!And this how we gon bump this off yoBack it up, huh, easy back it up[gpm] hey! kid capri, heres the resume for the day[kid] check the prognosis[gpm] heres your daily dosage[kid] check the 411 on how we flip it[gpm] grab a bag of boom, and a 40, and just sip it[kid] grand puba, kid capri is on that new shit[gpm] in ninety-two aiyyo this is how we flip shit[kid] dont be alarmed if we start to drop a bomb[gpm] drop a bomb[kid] drop a bomb like some shit in vietnam[gpm] prepare yourself, cause here we come, if you ready or not[kid] cold bouncin in the joint, makin hotties hot[gpm] grand puba comes to hit it on the right spot[kid] kid capri, cashin in on the jackpot[gpm] so[kid] here we go[gpm] flip the show[kid] get the dough[gpm] get the dough?[kid] get the dough!!![gpm] yo you know how that shit goBack it up, huh, easy back it upBack it up, huh, easy back it upBack it up!Back it up, huh, easy back it up[gpm] wow, yeah check test checkBack it up, huh, easy back it up[gpm] dig it yallBack it up![grand puba]First things first, here goes the opposite of worstSlid out my mothers ass, looked at the nurse, and kicked a verseThis aint my man heavs joint, so shit, heres a curseFor those who got stuck, well kcuf means *****!Thats what I like to do after the puba makes a buckFor those who say I suck well then step up and push your luckYoure aced out, now your assed-out, I still hit jointsTil they pass out, at three oclock I let my mc class out (uh!)So keep a clear focus, cause I say hocus pocusThats all I have to say to make the mob swarm like locusts (yeah!)Then I climb the bridge, push uptown to the ?To the harlem river drive to pick up ali at the rutgersThen we chatta-nagga-noogi, to go pick up stud doogie.. easy back it upHa hah, so all you grand puba wannabeesYou better pack it up easy back it upBack it up, huh, easy back it upHuh, easy back it upBack it up!Back it up, huh, easy back it upHuh, easy back it up[kid capri]Now dig itHeres the kid, never did a bidNever hit skid, check out the shit I didLive in the bronx, born in brooklynChilled in manhattan never got my shit tookenIm easy on the flex, you know my shit is rightWere goin on a flight, so hold on tightKid capri is on point with my man grand pubaIf suckers try to flex theyll get twisted like a tubaNever cause trouble, thats not my styleAlways on the move, stack papes by the pileIm crazy on the low, but I go places thoughI always do a show so you know I got doughGirls try to sweet talk, but bullshit walkFor those who try to hawk I stab clit like a forkIm very intelligent, so dont try to play meTry to press the issue and Ill bust that ass babyIm thick like a shake, very high yellaDescribe kid capri, uptowns big fellaSo now you know the flavor, and please do me a favorStay your ass out my path, cause I snap you like a gator, laterBack it up, huh, easy back it upHuh, easy back it upBack it up!Back it up, huh, easy back it upHuh, easy back it upBack it up!Back it up, huh, easy back it upHuh, easy back it upBack it up!Back it up, huh, easy back it upHuh, easy back it upBack it up!Back it up!Back it up!Back it up!Easy back it upBack it up!Back it up!Back it up!Back it up! *fades*
