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Back it Up (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

"easy back it up"
Yeah yeah yeah the Reel to Reel
"easy back it up"
Grand Puba, Stud Doogie, Alamo
"easy back it up"
Kid Capri flippin shit the way it’s ‘SPOSED to be
"easy back it up"
BACK IT UP!
And this how we gon’ bump this off yo
"Back it up, huh, easy back it up"

[GPM] Hey! Kid Capri, here’s the resume for the day
[Kid] Check the prognosis
[GPM] Here’s 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] Don’t 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 go

"Back it up, huh, easy back it up"
"Back it up, huh, easy back it up"
BACK IT UP!
"Back it up, huh, easy back it up"
[GPM] Wow, yeah check test check
"Back it up, huh, easy back it up"
[GPM] Dig it y’all
BACK IT UP!

[Grand Puba]
First things first, here goes the opposite of worst
Slid out my mother’s ass, looked at the nurse, and kicked a verse
This ain’t my man Heav’s joint, so shit, here’s a curse
For those who got stuck, well KCUF means FUCK!
That’s what I like to do after the Puba makes a buck
For those who say I suck well then step up and push your luck
You’re aced out, now your assed-out, I still hit joints
til they pass out, at three o’clock I let my MC class out (UH!)
So keep a clear focus, cause I say hocus pocus
That’s 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 Rutgers
Then we chatta-nagga-noogi, to go pick up Stud Doogie.. "easy back it up"
Ha hah, so all you Grand Puba wannabees
You better pack it up "easy back it up"

"Back it up, huh, easy back it up"
"huh, easy back it up"
BACK IT UP!
"Back it up, huh, easy back it up"
"huh, easy back it up"

[Kid Capri]
Now dig it
Here’s the kid, never did a bid
Never hit skid, check out the shit I did
Live in the Bronx, born in Brooklyn
Chilled in Manhattan never got my shit tooken
I’m easy on the flex, you know my shit is right
We’re goin on a flight, so hold on tight
Kid Capri is on point with my man Grand Puba
If suckers try to flex they’ll get twisted like a tuba
Never cause trouble, that’s not my style
Always on the move, stack papes by the pile
I’m crazy on the low, but I go places though
I always do a show so you know I got dough
Girls try to sweet talk, but bullshit walk
For those who try to hawk I stab clit like a fork
I’m very intelligent, so don’t try to play me
Try to press the issue and I’ll bust that ass baby
I’m thick like a shake, very high yella
Describe Kid Capri, Uptown’s big fella
So now you know the flavor, and please do me a favor
Stay your ass out my path, cause I snap you like a gator, later

"Back it up, huh, easy back it up"
"huh, easy back it up"
BACK IT UP!
"Back it up, huh, easy back it up"
"huh, easy back it up"
BACK IT UP!
"Back it up, huh, easy back it up"
"huh, easy back it up"
BACK IT UP!
"Back it up, huh, easy back it up"
"huh, easy back it up"
BACK IT UP!
BACK IT UP!
BACK IT UP!
BACK IT UP!
"easy back it up"
BACK IT UP!
BACK IT UP!
BACK IT UP!
BACK IT UP! *fades*

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Back It Up (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

[Verse 1:]
It’s 1o’clock in the morning
We in the 745 just rollin
I see some okay chicks over my shoulder
They wanna know
They wanna know
What we doing and where were we going
Y’all keep questionin
But y ‘all not knowing
That we not feeling ya
So keep on moving
We don’t want to roll no where with ya’ll

[Chorus:]
Girl you need to get up on me (back it up)
Don’t leave me here standing lonely (back it up)
I’m just tryna get my groove on (back it up)
Cause we ain’t playin, and I ain’t playin so baby girl lets do the thang

[Verse 2:]
Now we dancing
Everyone is moving
All the chicks in here shaking derre booties
Throwing it up
The fellas
Are saying Oh Wee
Do this girl know I’m losing control
How she shaking it
Got me trippin
And I know I got this one
I’m never slippin
The way she lookin
I know she with it
So grab your coat
And baby lets go

[Chorus:]
Girl you need to get up on me (back it up)
Don’t leave me here standing lonely (back it up)
I’m just tryna get my groove on (back it up)
Cause we ain’t playin, and I ain’t playin so baby girl lets do the thang

[Rap:]
Shorty
What was the deal
All up on me girl you need to chill
Outta control
Like a car with 3 wheels
I can’t be with you
I can’t pay your bills
What you doing now
You need to do lessa
I thought I told you
3 feet
No pressure
You ain’t getting on where with your hand gestures
Your not finding a dude like me
So God bless ya

[Repeat chorus]

[Thanks to [email protected] for correcting these lyrics]

Back It Up (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Back It, Back it, back it, back it up

Come a little bit closer to me (back it up)
Don’t it feel a little nicer to me (back it up)

(ok…back it up…blue… back it up…back it up c’mon )

Back it up talk about temptation baby back it up
Learn a little rotation on me

B.L.U.E, just like that

Feel the baseline
Watch how it moves your waistline
Be mine and the next days headline
Back it up back it up
Come on let’s slide no crime let’s shine, ice all down your spiine

You be tempting me
Got me questioning
Can I have your cellphone for text messaging
B.L.U.E
Simon, Lee, Duncan and Antony

Gotta admit girl, you got to me
Closer to you babe, I gotta be
Making a lot of men enemies (that’s right)
That’s the price I
I’ll show you the way if you follow me
On the one way road to intimacy
Got what i want now show me
Back it up don
[Chorus]
Back it up
Come a little bit closer to me
Back it up
Don’t it feel a little nicer tell me
Back it up
Coz we gonna get hot now maybe
More than a little
Caught in the middle
Back it up
Talk about temptation baby
Back it up
And a little rotation on me
Just like that

Now you’re talking real slick
And you’re confident
Way you’re driving that
(you) better back it in
Said you’re talking real slick
And you’re confident
Way you’re driving that
(you) better back it in

Got me uptight with your body heat
Makin’ me sweat, girl it’s all I need (all I need)
Feelin’ your breath when you talk to me
Up in this spot tonight

Checkin’ you out while you movin’
Head to toe while you groovin’
Don’t you know what you Workin’ that tonight

[Chorus x 1]

Step into the club
Rub a dub dub
Time to have some fun
Someone gladly come
Not into conversation like blah blah blah
Or rah rah rah
When you back it up it ha ha ha
Look everybody now I’m a star
I said I just sing I cant play guitar
Wont you stay I love the way you back it up on me uh
Just like that

Back it up
Come a little bit closer to me
Back it up
Don’t it feel a little nicer tell me
Back it up
Coz we gonna get hot now maybe
More than a little
Caught in the middle

Back it up
Come a little bit closer to me
Back it up
Don’t it feel a little nicer tell me
Back it up
Coz we gonna get hot now maybe
More than a little
Caught in the middle

Now you’re talking real slick
And you’re confident
Way you’re driving that
You better back it in
Said you’re talking real slick
And you’re confident
Way you’re driving that
You better back it in

[Chorus x 1]

Back It Up (Letra)

Grand Puba

Grand Puba

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

(j. jett/r. byrd/r. browde)

All i hear is what you’re worth
With all those things you had before
All i see is what you are
With all your talks you got you for
Take your time to face the truth
You got no class you got no couth

(what is it that you’re trying to prove)
(can you tell me)
Yeah can you back it up
Who’re you trying to fool
Yeah you’re still talking tough
Show me what you can really do

You’re insecure and yeah it shows
And then you think that no one knows
If you only heard yourself
You’d wish that you were someone else
Hey boy take your time to change your line
Your talking shit your wasting time

(what is it that you’re trying to prove)
(can you tell me)
Yeah can you back it up
Who’re you trying to fool
Yeah you’re still talking tough
Show me what you can really do

I believe you concede
He’s a fag come on change your act

(what is it that you’re trying to prove)
(can you tell me)
Yeah can you back it up
Who’re you trying to fool
Yeah you’re still talking tough
Show me what you can really do