Back It Up Lyrics - Singles - Grand Puba

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" 

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 

Back it up, huh, easy back it up 

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 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 

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 [unverified] 

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 

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Back it up, huh, easy back it up 

Huh, easy back it up 

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Back it up, huh, easy back it up 

Huh, easy back it up 

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Easy back it up 

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