Back It Up Urban Mystic (Ft. Stack$)

[Intro: Urban Mystic]
Make it bounce
Aha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, yeah
This one here for all my girls out there with them
What they call them badonkadonks, yeah
I want y'all to do one thing for me, yeah
When you hit the dance flo', ayy

[Chorus: Urban Mystic, Woman & Stack$]
Just back it up, back it up, back it up (Like that?)
Back it up, back it up, back it up (Like that?)
Stop, make it bounce, make it wiggle, make it wiggle
Make it jiggle, make it jiggle, make it hot, ooh, Lord
Back it up, back it up, back it up (Like that?)
Back it up, back it up, back it up (Like that?)
Stop, and make it wiggle, make it wiggle
Just stop, and make it jiggle, make it jiggle (Hey)

[Verse 1: Urban Mystic & Stack$]
Ma, you doin' alright? Sit with Stack$ and Urb'
I've been eager all night to relax ya nerves
Back it right on up, I could smack them curves
Tap it down so deep 'til yo' ass'll burn, ha
I like the way you do that, shawty
I bet yo' mama didn't know her daughter was naughty
Bring her to the crib we gon' sip on Bacardi
And rub hot lotion all over yo' body
Ayo Stack$ bruh, look at her booty
Bring her to the crib, lay her by the jacuzzi
And Pops taught us to break 'em off proper
A buck thirty-five but known as a big poppa
Now, if you feelin' this, ma, let us know
Let's bring the peaches and cream, put on a freak show, haha
It be them niggas from Dade and Lauderdale
Them be skinny or thick, we don't give a hell, hey