Front To Back Lyrics - Chamillionaire

[Woman: "Mixtape Messiah"....Yeah nigga it's the Mixtape Messiah nigga, ol' 

pussy ass nigga] 

[U.G.K. Inserts: Bun-B (Pimp-C)] {Chamillionaire} 

From the back (back), to this front (front) 

Now to the side (side) {Get ya step on} 

(repeat 4x) 

{Hold up, Okay} 

(What goes up, must come down) 

From the back (must come down) 

To this front (must come down) 

[Verse 1: Chamillionaire] 

-Yuh, Yuh. 

Go get a sack, roll a blunt, then let it light 

Hop in ya ride, but don't let no gimmick rapper blow ya high 

Go get some screw (what type of screw fool?), Dj Screw 

And other Dj's can wreck too (how many?), just a few 

Where that O.G. Ron C and other boys better not get lazy 

Would it be slab or Mercedes? Better go ask that naked lady 

on the hood, I feel like boys ain't no where near my caliber 

I'm years ahead of yall and you ain't no where near my calendar 

Went from the front, to the back, now push the side 

Now I'm standin' on my own 2 Chuck Taylors when I ride 

Ride on yall wit pride, homie you might ask me why 

It seems like real niggaz die, and fraud niggaz multiply 

Is ya hearin' me? no rapper can even see as clear as me 

I make my own turns there is no one else that's steerin' me 

How could you think that you could handle Koopa lyrically 

My flow ain't perfect yet, but no rapper come as near as me 

Look what you created, now you got me aggravated 

Gettin' braided, sittin' bladed, then I go hit that 280 

Uhh-Uhh, 8 bumper scrapped, but I'm steady tippin' down 

Ask a question for real niggaz, I bet the frauds is gon' reply 

Who the realest? 

[U.G.K. Insert] {Rasaq ad-libs} 

[Verse 2: Rasaq] 

-Ay we bout to tip down man 

From the back to the front, front back to the side (to the side) 

I'ma come down while my 5th wheel rise (5th wheel rise) 

Fall up in the club, and I'm draped up in ice (draped up in ice) 

Yellow-bone in my lap, and she shakin' them thighs (shakin' them thighs) 

Wanna come home, but I'm past on the game 

Niggaz waitin' in the alley, tryna jack off my chain 

It's the Color Changer, ridin' on swangers 

Recognize pimpin', I ain't never been no stranger 

Bumpin' on screw, slowed down in my disc changer 

If you wanna throw down, I got 1 up in the chamber 

It's that brown-boy from that C.C.C 

Them other boys cool, but they ain't me (you gotta love it) 

Been true all my life, I ain't tellin' you a lie 

Put ya deuce in the sky, if you 'finna get high 

Alot of niggaz lame, they be sangin' they name 

But I swear that they soft, and they gay in the game 

I'ma come down, 84's spinners swang 

Takin' butter-heads to the mall to buy me pinky rings 

I be ridin' the hardest, yall niggaz is insane 

23's behind the paint like that boy LeBron James 

[U.G.K. Insert] {Yung-Ro ad-libs} 

[Verse 3: Yung-Ro] 

-Let me see it, let me see it 

From the back, to the front, to the side 

I'm in the back, now here it cum, girl open wide 

Don't be ashamed, do ya thang, 'cause I'ma do mines 

Tell ya man that I got 2 nines, so lil daddy do you mind? 

If I do what I'm supposed to do 

It's pimpin' baby, I'm fly I'm supposed to screw 

Every bitch in the vacinity 

I'm on Hypnotiq and Hennessy 

and you askin' what the hell don' gotten into me 

I'm 'finna be, leavin' the scene with yo hoe 

Just like I'm 'finna be turnin' 22, and that's comin' fa'sho 

That's for Ro, just pimp-tastic baby 

Need a bitch, break a bitch-up, pimp classic baby 

You askin' baby, and I can feel it in my ear 

Lookin' back at ya like G'yeah, tellin' you what you wanna hear 

But it's cool with me, yeah just close the curtains 

And if ya, fuckin' Nobody, ya still a virgin 

Now from the back, to the front, to the side 

From the back, to the front, to the side 

From the back, to the front, now to the side 

Heh!, yeah (Get ya step on..Get ya step on) yeah, Right! 

[U.G.K. Insert]