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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big K.R.I.T.
Big K.R.I.T.
Vocals
Lloyd
Lloyd
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Byron Thomas
Byron Thomas
Songwriter
Tim Galtkin
Tim Galtkin
Composer
Gene Griffin
Gene Griffin
Composer
Aaron Hall
Aaron Hall
Composer
Teddy Riley
Teddy Riley
Composer
Justin Lewis Scott
Justin Lewis Scott
Songwriter
Lloyd Polite
Lloyd Polite
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Big K.R.I.T.
Big K.R.I.T.
Producer
Mannie Fresh
Mannie Fresh
Producer

Lyrics

Aw yeah Drop it for a nigga That ass up Back that ass up like it's 1999 Back that ass up like it's 1999 Back that ass up like it's 1999 Pipe it up and drop it for me, one mo' time Girl you're working with some ass, yeah, you're bad, yeah Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah, it's lasting Girl you're working with some ass, yeah, you're bad, yeah Make a nigga spend his cash, I do love you She say I only love the way she drop it, well maybe so She say I'll probably leave if she don't pop it, we'll never know Cause she get down on us, scrub the ground on it, with no shame Give her time on it, roll around on it, do her thang I ain't, the type to trick but she go hard for the cause Type to bust it open wide and have me close down the mall We ain't, gotta take it slow, she's-a hit the door Let it show, for the give and go, get it on the flo' Woo, ayy, shake it like you never ever got to shake it If pussy popping was a college, she done graduated She need a bowl for that ass just to celebrate it A lot of clapping and a standing ovation when she Back that ass up like it's 1999 Back that ass up like it's 1999 Back that ass up like it's 1999 Pipe it up and drop it for me, boy I'm on time Girl you're working with some ass, yeah, you're bad, yeah Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah, it's lasting Girl you're working with some ass, yeah, you're bad, yeah Make a nigga spend his cash, I do love you I be in the streets with my woes And I be on the creep all the time with these hoes Can't help that I'm a freak and it shows See I be eating pussy, kissing titties, sucking toes Million dollar nigga since a youngin And if the police coming then I'm runnin And if I go to jail then my baby post the bail Nigga, nigga, I ain't worried 'bout nothing She got some ugly ass ways Aw, but she sure look fine She know how to blow my mind When she drop that ass for me like it's 1999 Back that ass up like it's 1999 Back that ass up like it's 1999 Back that ass up like it's 1999 Pipe it up and drop it for me, boy I'm on time Girl you're working with some ass, yeah, you're bad, yeah Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah, it's lasting Girl you're working with some ass, yeah, you're bad, yeah Make a nigga spend his cash, I do love you You know I love you shorty, but maybe I'm just kidding But the way you pop that, pop that pussy, shit I'm all up in it, tightly fitted Bounce that ass up, got to climb up the pole If she ever hit the stage, I'ma be at her show Cause she my favorite life, favorite type That bust it open, bust it baby, but she lay the light Ooh, I'm talking head wraps and sun dresses, heels for her flexing Ain't no time she won't lend me that box, it need stretching On the late night She got the kind of glove to catch me if the play's right That fly you out, you and that ass have a safe flight And I'ma be there when she lands Cause she never stood a chance in that bow-legged stance Told her back that ass up Back that ass up like it's 1999 Back that ass up like it's 1999 Back that ass up like it's 1999 Pipe it up and drop it for me, boy I'm on time Girl you're working with some ass, yeah, you're bad, yeah Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah, it's lasting Girl you're working with some ass, yeah, you're bad, yeah Make a nigga spend his cash, I do love you
Writer(s): Edward T Riley, Lloyd Polite, Byron Thomaz, Justin Lewis Scott, Gene Griffin, Aaron Hall, Tim Galtin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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