Letra de Back Up (Street) - Pitbull
Letra de canci�n de Back Up (Street) de Pitbull lyrics
[Chorus]
Haters in the club (back up!)
Gold Diggers (back up!)
Broke niggas (back up!)
I suggest, I suggest that you (back up!)
[Verse 1]
I'm in the cut in the club scopin' the scene
Cup half way full smokin' the green
She got her hand on my nuts--what does that mean?
Pointed at her freind and she said they'll tag team
Now who said dreams don't come true
It's like I'm dreamin' when I come through
I always find somethin' to run through
Speak into the mic, mami, mic check one two
Drunk in the club off the chain
But who gives as fuck? That's why I came
So pour it up and get down
Y'all have no choice but to listen to Pit now
[Chorus]
Put your ass in reverse baby (back up!)
It don't involve money then (back up!)
Dawg, get from me and (back up!)
Everytime I fall I get right (back up!)
Haters in the club (back up!)
Gold diggers (back up!)
Broke niggas (back up!)
I suggest, I suggest that you (back up!)
[Verse 2]
Everybody knows Pit's got tight raps
When I'm in the club, DJs bring it back
With no questions asked
But the number one question is, "Does he got cash?"
Lil Jon's at the bar
While me and them Eastside Boys smoke out
Roll another one, no doubt
Get a couple hoes, roll out
Beef, you dont want none to go down
Dum diddy dum dum, my time's now
The city I'm from is covered with federals
That'll make your crew run run, your crew run run
It's next to come
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[Chorus]
Put your ass in reverse baby (back up!)
It don't involve money then (back up!)
Dawg, get from me and (back up!)
Everytime I fall I get right (back up!)
Haters in the club (back up!)
Gold diggers (back up!)
Broke niggas (back up!)
I suggest, I suggest that you (back up!)
[Verse 3]
I convince mami to creep on the DL
Even though my head spinnin' like some sprewells
Skip the details, it's the vodka
Bottom line that's testin' my patience like doctors
I'm not impressed by the cool shit
Or those chains or that ice or them cars, all that's bullshit
If that's what your lookin' for, keep lookin' ho
'Cause you got the wrong one bitch, I'll let you know
Mami's like, "Damn, that Cuban's shot out!"
Bitch I came to the club to wild out
If you came to act up
Then you need to get from me bitch and back up
[Chorus]
Put your ass in reverse baby (back up!)
It don't involve money then (back up!)
Dawg, get from me and (back up!)
Everytime I fall I get right (back up!)
Put your ass in reverse baby (back up!)
It don't involve money then (back up!)
Dawg, get from me and (back up!)
Everytime I fall I get right (back up!)
Haters in the club (back up!)
Gold diggers (back up!)
Broke niggas (back up!)
I suggest, I suggest that you (back up!)
Haters in the club (back up!)
Gold diggers (back up!)
Broke niggas (back up!)
I suggest, I suggest that you (back up!)
Haters in the club (back up!)
Gold Diggers (back up!)
Broke niggas (back up!)
I suggest, I suggest that you (back up!)
[Verse 1]
I'm in the cut in the club scopin' the scene
Cup half way full smokin' the green
She got her hand on my nuts--what does that mean?
Pointed at her freind and she said they'll tag team
Now who said dreams don't come true
It's like I'm dreamin' when I come through
I always find somethin' to run through
Speak into the mic, mami, mic check one two
Drunk in the club off the chain
But who gives as fuck? That's why I came
So pour it up and get down
Y'all have no choice but to listen to Pit now
[Chorus]
Put your ass in reverse baby (back up!)
It don't involve money then (back up!)
Dawg, get from me and (back up!)
Everytime I fall I get right (back up!)
Haters in the club (back up!)
Gold diggers (back up!)
Broke niggas (back up!)
I suggest, I suggest that you (back up!)
[Verse 2]
Everybody knows Pit's got tight raps
When I'm in the club, DJs bring it back
With no questions asked
But the number one question is, "Does he got cash?"
Lil Jon's at the bar
While me and them Eastside Boys smoke out
Roll another one, no doubt
Get a couple hoes, roll out
Beef, you dont want none to go down
Dum diddy dum dum, my time's now
The city I'm from is covered with federals
That'll make your crew run run, your crew run run
It's next to come
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/back-up--street--pitbull.php
[Chorus]
Put your ass in reverse baby (back up!)
It don't involve money then (back up!)
Dawg, get from me and (back up!)
Everytime I fall I get right (back up!)
Haters in the club (back up!)
Gold diggers (back up!)
Broke niggas (back up!)
I suggest, I suggest that you (back up!)
[Verse 3]
I convince mami to creep on the DL
Even though my head spinnin' like some sprewells
Skip the details, it's the vodka
Bottom line that's testin' my patience like doctors
I'm not impressed by the cool shit
Or those chains or that ice or them cars, all that's bullshit
If that's what your lookin' for, keep lookin' ho
'Cause you got the wrong one bitch, I'll let you know
Mami's like, "Damn, that Cuban's shot out!"
Bitch I came to the club to wild out
If you came to act up
Then you need to get from me bitch and back up
[Chorus]
Put your ass in reverse baby (back up!)
It don't involve money then (back up!)
Dawg, get from me and (back up!)
Everytime I fall I get right (back up!)
Put your ass in reverse baby (back up!)
It don't involve money then (back up!)
Dawg, get from me and (back up!)
Everytime I fall I get right (back up!)
Haters in the club (back up!)
Gold diggers (back up!)
Broke niggas (back up!)
I suggest, I suggest that you (back up!)
Haters in the club (back up!)
Gold diggers (back up!)
Broke niggas (back up!)
I suggest, I suggest that you (back up!)
