Back It Up (feat. Kid Capri)

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 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 ...