Back It Up - Grand Puba

«easy back it up»

Yeah yeah yeah the Reel to Reel

«easy back it up»

Grand Puba, Stud Doogie, Alamo

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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»

Hey!

Kid Capri, here’s the resume for the day

Check the prognosis

Here’s your daily dosage

Check the 411 on how we flip it

Grab a bag of boom, and a 40, and just sip it

Grand Puba, Kid Capri is on that new shit

In ninety-two aiyyo this is how we flip shit

Don’t be alarmed if we start to drop a bomb

Drop a bomb

Drop a bomb like some shit in Vietnam

Prepare yourself, cause here we come, if you ready or not

Cold bouncin in the joint, makin hotties hot

Grand Puba comes to hit it on the right spot

Kid Capri, cashin in on the jackpot

So

Here we go

Flip the show

Get the dough

Get the dough?

GET THE DOUGH!!!

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»

Wow, yeah check test check

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Dig it y’all

BACK IT UP!

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 kuff 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 Bruckner

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»

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!

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