Back It Up - Saucy Santana, LightSkinKeisha

It must be that ass cause it ain’t yo face,

Snatch a niggas soul but I ain’t leavin a trace

It must be that ass cause it ain’t yo face,

Snatch a niggas soul but I ain’t leavin a trace

He like it when I

Back it up and dump it

Back, back it up and dump it

Back it up and dump it

Back, back it up and dump it

It must be jelly cause jam don’t shake

It ain’t my birthday but he want this cake

He like it when I

Back it up and dump it

Back, back it up and dump it

Back it up and dump it

Back, back it up and dump it

It must be jelly cause jam don’t shake

It ain’t my birthday but he want this cake

Back it up make it nasty

Be a slut, but don’t make it trashy

Fuck me on the balcony, boy not the backseat

Before you get this ass, motherfucker cashapp me

Your nigga really love me

That’s why he double tap it

Juicy like a crab baby let’s get it crackin

But you gotta pay the tab before I be about that action

Baby come with your funds, I don’t be with all the rappin'

He want to crunch, he want to hunch

But I don’t be about the capping

Eat the pussy like its lunch.

It tastes good, he steady smacking

I’m looking for a baller, a motherfucking shot-caller

Not a benchwarmer nigga, I only fuck with the starters

He like it when I

Back it up and dump it

Back, back it up and dump it

Back it up and dump it

Back, back it up and dump it

It must be jelly cause jam don’t shake

It ain’t my birthday but he want this cake

He like it when I

Back it up and dump it

Back, back it up and dump it

Back it up and dump it

Back, back it up and dump it

It must be jelly cause jam don’t shake

It ain’t my birthday but he want this cake

I’ma bend that ass over, let him eat it for his dinner

Need a nigga from the jungle, on the dick I go gorilla

Fuck a 9 to 5, I need a real dope dealer

Let him hit in the kitchen, while he whipping all his shit up

Got a big ole ghetto booty yeah he call that shit a wagon

I don’t mean to brag, but my shit more fire than a dragon

We don’t fuck with broke boys, we like them niggas that be packing

We like real boss niggas, not no scammers who be capping

I’ma make that booty bounce like a 808

Call it earthquake Beisha, when I make it shake

Put a nigga in his feelings, once I let him taste

Treat him like a seat and put that pussy on his face

He like it when I

Back it up and dump it

Back, back it up and dump it

Back it up and dump it

Back, back it up and dump it

It must be jelly cause jam don’t shake

It ain’t my birthday but he want this cake

He like it when I

Back it up and dump it

Back, back it up and dump it

Back it up and dump it

Back, back it up and dump it

It must be jelly cause jam don’t shake

It ain’t my birthday but he want this cake

Jeans on fashion nova

I’m looking for a bossman I’m looking for a soldier

Ill break nigga, foreclosure

Make a nigga lose his mind, baby keep your composure

On my mama, on my hood

I look fly, I look good

Play with me hoe I wish you would

Stand in the paint, bitch you wish you could

You a sideline hoe, play the role that you should

That nigga can only give you pipe, but make sure my bills good

I be nasty, I be classy sometimes misunderstood

This the best of both worlds

You want ratchet or Hollywood

He like it when I

Back it up and dump it

Back, back it up and dump it

Back it up and dump it

Back, back it up and dump it

It must be jelly cause jam don’t shake

It ain’t my birthday but he want this cake

He like it when I

Back it up and dump it

Back, back it up and dump it

Back it up and dump it

Back, back it up and dump it

It must be jelly cause jam don’t shake

It ain’t my birthday but he want this cake

Get it, get it, get it, get it, fuck it up bitch

Get it, get it, get it, get it, fuck it up bitch

Get it, get it, get it, get it

Ha haaaa, Big Beisha, Santana Hoe!