Young Money - Back It Up lyrics

(feat. Lil Twist & Tyga) [Verse 1: Lil Twist] Where the bad b**hes at, gon' smoke? Where the bad b**hes at, gon' drank? Where the bad b**hes at that twerk? Put them weak b**hes out that can't Look at shawty right there with them quirks Got me tryin' not to scratch my paint And when she shake that a**, I throw more cash Swear she tryna get a piece of my bank Back it up, back it up, bust it open, wide open, baby girl Let me see what you're workin' with Me and [?], some pimp sh**, this is the collision My n***a at the front, I'm at the tail end, where is your girlfriend? I'm [?], try puttin' a word in I jump in that p**y and turn that sh** to a whirlwind I'm Twizzy F Baby, [?] I'ma k** you little n***as but the p**y, I'm murkin' 'em Let me slow it up Y'all already know what's up Been gettin' paid since a young age Now that's young money, watch me throw it up I'm in King of Diamonds like what the f**? Throwin' stacks at her, throwin' racks at her And don't worry 'bout it, girl, if I'm old enough Just gon' do me a favor, girl, back it up [Hook: Lil Twist] Back it up Girl back it up [x3] Girl back it up Gon' do me a favor, girl back it up I'm throwin' stacks at her, throwin' racks at her Don't worry 'bout it, girl, if I'm old enough Just gon' do me a favor, girl, back it up [Verse 2: Lil Twist] Let me see you do it, girl work the pole Gon' get this money, girl twerk it slow Let me see it though, let me see it though Yeah I'm talkin' bendin' over, girl touch your toes Now strike a pose, then drop it low I'm in the strip club with my big bro Named Weezy F, and we do it the best Already 60 racks and leave the floor messy Young Money, homie, YMCMB Got a brown tone for the T-Streets I need 3 more for Chris, B and T I'm a fool with it, just a young elite sh**, what the Hell? You can't blame me This the fast life, get your cash right And when she think it's right Then come back to Twist And we can match it up and have a cash fight Now I'm balling on em' Still stunting on em' In the strip club, still hunching on em' Still ripping bands, homie buy these grands Im the young boss, follow my commands Now I'm bring bought seven hands Back to my table, racks on racks to my naval Got all the girls wanna rock the young boy like a cradle, Well! [Hook: Lil Twist] Girl back it up [x3] Girl back it up Gon' do me a favor, girl back it up I'm throwin' stacks at her, throwin' racks at her Don't worry 'bout it, girl, if I'm old enough Just gon' do me a favor, girl, back it up [Verse 3: Tyga] Auggh!! Girl back it up, b-back it up Im hard as f** and I wanna f** b**h open up, I'm to-to raw gotta rap it up I'm ultra faded, I'm pouring cups Two shots of this, a** shots on her Don't ask for nothing, let me throw it up Man she all on my balls like bowling bruh Auggh!! I'm more than amazing, with the location, a lot of caucasians n***as with money, and money your savings Bout' my business, n***a no blazer Why you tryna save her, n***a I slave her While you pay her, I get paper Got hoes lined up like a taper Back to back I call that Laker, huh! P-pop a pill, do it big Bend it over, I see it's real Drizzy voice, young money ill I low my dick, then auto-k** She know it's real Man I got that cake, happy belated I styling on my ex, let my n***a Twizzy say it, huh! [Hook: Lil Twist] Girl back it up [x3] Girl back it up Gon' do me a favor, girl back it up I'm throwin' stacks at her, throwin' racks at her Don't worry 'bout it, girl, if I'm old enough Just gon' do me a favor, girl, back it up