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Mack 10
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| Backyard Boogie
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Yeah, yeah, yeah
Verse One:
Saturday morning at the crack of sunrise
Thank the man upstairs for lettin me open my eyes
Its a whole new game for me like T-Lee
Its nine-seven now and Ima stay sucka free
Thinkin about all my homeboys behind bars
as I crease up my khakis and lace up my stars
And everthang is straight Im in the full zone
Gettin paper every day, its all Im trippin on
Cause aint nothin like a ride in Californ-ia
with the top back, rollin on a hot sunny day
Its one-oh, fo-sho, and Im clownin all the rookies
With a pocket full of cookies
and mashin to the backyard boogie
Get yo boogie on [repeat 3X]
And then we comin wit that
Chorus:
Backyard boogie oogie oogie (yeah)
Backyard boogie oogie oogie (its all about that)
Backyard boogie oogie oogie (unh)
Backyard boogie oogie oogie (its the backyard boogie) [repeat 3X]
Backyard boogie oogie oogie [repeat 2X]
Verse Two:
Now just throw yo hands up high in the sky
Representin where you from cause its West till I die
Put it down anywhere, take thangs for what they worth
been a rider since birth, and the earth is my turf
So I bails in the party, everythang is cool
Its niggaz in the hood I aint seen since high school
And everybody gots stripes cause we all paid dues
Crips, Damus, and other clicks and crews
Just gettin they boogie on, hoochie bitches gettin loose
It kinda remind me of the truce in nine-deuce
Im even kickin back, and Im usually chicken hawkin
The bloods shootin dice, and the crips are C walkin
Now the party is jumpin, and the crowds gettin bigger
Looked up and saw four hoes to every nigga
And its off the hook, got ya grindin and humpin
Cause the backyard boogie be bumpin
(Unh, straight from Inglewood, and you know that its all good
You can put that on yo hood, everyday
And we comin with that)
Chorus
Verse Three
Now its out of control, and everywhere you look
aint nothin but real niggaz, the bustas got shook
And everybody left with the whole hustla bang
and Daisy Dukes and khakis do seem to be the thang
You choose or you lose while you conversatin
enough cock to go around, so aint no playa hatin
I want homegirl over there in red
cause Baby Got Backs like Mix-a-Lot said
When I keep my composure, kick back like a pro
Cause Mack one-oh just refuse to save a hoe
But its a done deal, locked up throw away the key
Cause she gonna lead a backyard boogie with me
(Get yo boogie on, yeah
Get yo boogie on, Inglewood
Get yo boogie on, Inglewood, pause
Get yo backyard boogie on)
Chorus
Straight from Inglewood, and you know that its all good
You can put that on yo hood, everyday
Mackness, mackness, unh!
Get yo boogie on, get yo boogie on
Get yo boogie on, nigga get yo boogie on
Get yo boogie on, get yo boogie on baby, pause
Get yo backyard boogie on
Gangstas dont dance we boogie
Niggaz run out and get yo cookies
Gangstas dont dance we boogie
Mack 10 aint no motherfucker rookie
Backyard boogie oogie oofie |
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21.Sep.2001 13:09:03 |
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01.Jan.1970 01:01:00 |
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