Kid Capri - Back it Up lyrics

"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 sh** 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 sh** [GPM] In ninety-two aiyyo this is how we flip sh** [Kid] Don't be alarmed if we start to drop a bomb [GPM] Drop a bomb [Kid] Drop a bomb like some sh** 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 sh** 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 a**, looked at the nurse, and kicked a verse This ain't my man Heav's joint, so sh**, here's a curse For those who got stuck, well KCUF means fu*k! That's what I like to do after the Puba makes a buck For those who say I s** well then step up and push your luck You're aced out, now your a**ed-out, I still hit joints Til they pa** out, at three o'clock I let my MC cla** 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 sh** I did Live in the Bronx, born in Brooklyn Chilled in Manhattan never got my sh** tooken I'm easy on the flex, you know my sh** is right We're goin on a flight, so hold on tight Kid Capri is on point with my man Grand Puba If s**ers 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 bullsh** 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 a** 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 a** 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*