Blue《Back it Up *》歌曲信息
歌名：Back it Up *
歌手：Blue
專輯：Guilty 罪愛
Blue《Back it Up *》文本歌詞
Get the f-ck from round here, you don't rep my sh*t
You aint from my city, you don't know about this
You don't want that drama you aint ready for it b*tch
Now throw it up, （yeah hoe）
throw it up （yeah hoe）
Throw it up （yeah hoe）
You aint ready for it b*tch,
throw it up
（Yeah hoe） throw it up
throw it up
You aint ready for it b*tch
I already got 2 cars on the yard that don't run
So why would I wanna break sh*t down for you
Better be confused with the punchlines and bars that I launch
Here the king of archery come, with a cracker d*ck
The f-ck you and that p-ssy carpet you munch
If I'm not hardly the one, you must be barely the one
Baby really, you kidding, b*tch I'm the prodigal son
And I'm stuntin like my daddy
d-dr-d-drinkin' like my mama
Country like my uncles, stuttering like a CD in a DONK bump bump bump
And I'm in a blue Chevy, running over muthaf*ckas in first
I aint even shift gears yet, I aint even here yet
I'm outta this earth, right （yeah hoe）
But I just hit the surface
And I'm bout to walk into a bank with a shank and black can of paint and check the clerk
Where the keys?
B*tch you better check your purse
I got a brick of herb and I hit this herb? and I'm feeling I might just hit the curb
So get the f*ck outta my way, buddy you don't wanna run around the chicken house with the heart of a puppy dog
Yelawolf and Eminem, sh*t!
Get the f-ck from round here, you don't rep my sh*t
You aint from my city, you don't know about this
You don't want that drama you aint ready for it b*tch
Now throw it up, （yeah hoe） throw it up （yeah hoe）
Throw it up （yeah hoe） throw it up
You aint ready for it b*tch, throw it up
（Yeah hoe） throw it up
You aint ready for it b*tch
B*tch please you don't wanna step up to this misses
G-A-N-G-S-T-A Boo, make a n*gga hit his knees when
I'm up in the building, preaching to my children
I don't be taking no sh*t from you haters
You make me hurt one of your feelings
hahahahaha, Na-nani-nah-nah
Pick ya face up off the floor, I got you feeling sad now
You be on that…is bullsh*t
Run into this gangsta have ya preacher at the pulpit
B*tch, I was born on the Mississippi river
So so crazy got a f-cked up temper
Bi-polar, not Nicki I'm worser
I'll hurt ya
I got a crazy *ss mind game
My n*gga, I'm a lion untamed
Hunt ya *ss down in my jungle
I do this, I tell them hoes
You aint ready for it b*tch
Get the f-ck from round here, you don't rep my sh*t
You aint from my city, you don't know about this
You don't want that drama you aint ready for it b*tch
Now throw it up, （yeah hoe） throw it up （yeah hoe）
Throw it up （yeah hoe） throw it up
You aint ready for it b*tch, throw it up
（Yeah hoe） throw it up
You aint ready for it b*tch
Me an' Yelawolf tear the roof off this muthaf-cka
You aint got the umph, you're a hoof, to the foot of an elephant
Hello tuts you look so eloquent, it's what I tell a cunt
Come sit up front cause you kicking my seat and I'm tryna tell the cashier what I want
They say I act like an *sshole
When I pull up at the White Castle
And I ask for an application, throw it back in her face an'
Tell the b*tch I'm a rapper, then I wack her in the head with a Whopper
That I bought from BK, you expect me to be proper?
B*tch you better pop in a CD of me immediately, SLUT, HOE
Skidda di da da. Prada? Nada chance
I was thinkin' about buying you some clothes
But Target was closed so I decided to mosey on over to K-Mart
But the doors was, was locked, what about some shoes I thought
Great I suppose, so I go to Payless but what'dya know
They don't carry a size 8 in HOES! Oh!
This is ugly boy swag, puttin' toe tags on you muthaf-ckin' hoe bags
What a trailer trash pioneer?
I am here, that's why I'm here
I don't got a rhyme book it's more like a muthaf-ckin' diary of diarrhea!
Me, Yelawolf and Gangsta Boo came here to show you a thing or two about sign language
Middle fingers aimed at you so we don't gotta SCREAM AT YOU!
Oww! I just bit my bottom lip, it was an accident
I went to go tell 'em all to go get BUCKED
Blue《Back it Up *》LRC歌詞
[ti:Throw It Up]
[ar:Yelawolf （Ft.Eminem & Gangsta Boo）]
[al:]
[00:05.77]
[00:08.64]Get the f-ck from round here, you don't rep my sh*t
[00:11.49]You aint from my city, you don't know about this
[00:14.50]You don't want that drama you aint ready for it b*tch
[00:17.47]Now throw it up, （yeah hoe）
[00:18.73]throw it up （yeah hoe）
[00:20.25]Throw it up （yeah hoe）
[00:21.71]You aint ready for it b*tch,
[00:23.26]throw it up
[00:24.55]（Yeah hoe） throw it up
[00:25.69]throw it up
[00:27.57]You aint ready for it b*tch
[00:28.84]
[00:29.12]I already got 2 cars on the yard that don't run
[00:31.14]So why would I wanna break sh*t down for you
[00:32.98]Better be confused with the punchlines and bars that I launch
[00:35.05]Here the king of archery come, with a cracker d*ck
[00:38.48]The f-ck you and that p-ssy carpet you munch
[00:40.39]If I'm not hardly the one, you must be barely the one
[00:43.19]Baby really, you kidding, b*tch I'm the prodigal son
[00:46.11]And I'm stuntin like my daddy
[00:47.77]d-dr-d-drinkin' like my mama
[00:49.17]Country like my uncles, stuttering like a CD in a DONK bump bump bump
[00:53.07]And I'm in a blue Chevy, running over muthaf*ckas in first
[00:55.68]I aint even shift gears yet, I aint even here yet
[00:57.71]I'm outta this earth, right （yeah hoe）
[00:59.49]But I just hit the surface
[01:00.93]And I'm bout to walk into a bank with a shank and black can of paint and check the clerk
[01:04.13]Where the keys?
[01:04.87]B*tch you better check your purse
[01:05.96]I got a brick of herb and I hit this herb? and I'm feeling I might just hit the curb
[01:09.75]So get the f*ck outta my way, buddy you don't wanna run around the chicken house with the heart of a puppy dog
[01:13.05]Yelawolf and Eminem, sh*t!
[01:14.01]
[01:18.32]Get the f-ck from round here, you don't rep my sh*t
[01:21.22]You aint from my city, you don't know about this
[01:24.19]You don't want that drama you aint ready for it b*tch
[01:27.20]Now throw it up, （yeah hoe） throw it up （yeah hoe）
[01:30.24]Throw it up （yeah hoe） throw it up
[01:32.49]You aint ready for it b*tch, throw it up
[01:34.38]（Yeah hoe） throw it up
[01:36.61]You aint ready for it b*tch
[01:38.71]
[01:38.95]B*tch please you don't wanna step up to this misses
[01:40.98]G-A-N-G-S-T-A Boo, make a n*gga hit his knees when
[01:44.22]I'm up in the building, preaching to my children
[01:47.04]I don't be taking no sh*t from you haters
[01:48.78]You make me hurt one of your feelings
[01:49.98]hahahahaha, Na-nani-nah-nah
[01:51.60]Pick ya face up off the floor, I got you feeling sad now
[01:55.77]You be on that…is bullsh*t
[01:58.71]Run into this gangsta have ya preacher at the pulpit
[02:01.64]B*tch, I was born on the Mississippi river
[02:04.17]
[02:06.66]So so crazy got a f-cked up temper
[02:10.31]Bi-polar, not Nicki I'm worser
[02:13.24]I'll hurt ya
[02:14.44]I got a crazy *ss mind game
[02:16.98]My n*gga, I'm a lion untamed
[02:19.98]Hunt ya *ss down in my jungle
[02:21.89]I do this, I tell them hoes
[02:24.34]You aint ready for it b*tch
[02:25.35]
[02:28.24]Get the f-ck from round here, you don't rep my sh*t
[02:31.07]You aint from my city, you don't know about this
[02:34.02]You don't want that drama you aint ready for it b*tch
[02:37.04]Now throw it up, （yeah hoe） throw it up （yeah hoe）
[02:39.83]Throw it up （yeah hoe） throw it up
[02:41.58]You aint ready for it b*tch, throw it up
[02:44.90]（Yeah hoe） throw it up
[02:47.41]You aint ready for it b*tch
[02:48.58]
[03:11.01]Me an' Yelawolf tear the roof off this muthaf-cka
[03:13.40]You aint got the umph, you're a hoof, to the foot of an elephant
[03:16.25]Hello tuts you look so eloquent, it's what I tell a cunt
[03:19.08]Come sit up front cause you kicking my seat and I'm tryna tell the cashier what I want
[03:22.37]They say I act like an *sshole
[03:23.43]When I pull up at the White Castle
[03:24.56]And I ask for an application, throw it back in her face an'
[03:26.90]Tell the b*tch I'm a rapper, then I wack her in the head with a Whopper
[03:29.23]That I bought from BK, you expect me to be proper?
[03:31.26]B*tch you better pop in a CD of me immediately, SLUT, HOE
[03:33.58]Skidda di da da. Prada? Nada chance
[03:35.35]I was thinkin' about buying you some clothes
[03:36.98]But Target was closed so I decided to mosey on over to K-Mart
[03:39.37]But the doors was, was locked, what about some shoes I thought
[03:42.03]Great I suppose, so I go to Payless but what'dya know
[03:44.11]They don't carry a size 8 in HOES! Oh!
[03:46.57]This is ugly boy swag, puttin' toe tags on you muthaf-ckin' hoe bags
[03:51.12]What a trailer trash pioneer?
[03:52.93]I am here, that's why I'm here
[03:54.44]I don't got a rhyme book it's more like a muthaf-ckin' diary of diarrhea!
[03:57.35]Me, Yelawolf and Gangsta Boo came here to show you a thing or two about sign language
[04:00.59]Middle fingers aimed at you so we don't gotta SCREAM AT YOU!
[04:03.21]Oww! I just bit my bottom lip, it was an accident
[04:05.72]I went to go tell 'em all to go get BUCKED
[04:07.24]But I'm not gonna bite my tongue, little b*tch throw it up
[04:10.14]
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