Lola Brooke, A Boogie wit da Hoodie, Big Freedia Bend It Ova

When I back that ass up Back that ass up (Uh-huh) Back that ass up, b-b-back that ass up Lola Brooke Where you get all that ass from? A Boogie Back that ass up, b-b-back that ass up Big Freedia (Ooh, ooh) (OG Parker) Hoodie and a mask, yeah, heart black, yeah You want me to throw this cash? Better shake that ass, yeah I'm a fucked up nigga, yeah, I admit it, yeah And I got it out the mud, still in the hood, yeah, yeah (Uh-uh-uh-uh) Back that ass up, baby, don't you be playin' with me (Grr) Back that ass up, you're fine, I want to touch it, can you back that ass up? (Grr) Make it litty, yeah Half a ticket on the Richard, yeah, that's half a milli, yeah Be-be-bend it over, baby, show 'em how that back look Be-be-bend it over, baby, show 'еm how that cat look Rock-rock-rock the wave, I had to show 'em that I'm that tough Bust rounds in this mothafuckеr, nigga, get it back up I am she that you want for your wifey (Your wifey) She ain't she, that's the reason that you like me (That you like me) Is it me on that dick? Bitch, it might be (Bitch, it might be) Ussy leave him dead (Bitch, it might be), put a nigga on a white tee (Bitch, it might be) C-c-come here, baby, don't be shy to get attached (Uh) Come-come and smoke this ussy, baby, put it in a pack (Uh) Da-da-dump it in me like you lettin' off a MAC When a nigga hit it right, I don't know how to act I am she, please do not take that lightly (Take that lightly) I'm the baddest, a bitch can't get like me (Can't get like me) Throw a bag, all my besties gon' hype me (Go bitch) Now his bitch wanna fight me (Uh-uh-uh-uh) Hoodie and a mask, yeah, heart black, yeah You want me to throw this cash? Better shake that ass, yeah I'm a fucked up nigga, yeah, I admit it, yeah And I got it out the mud, still in the hood, yeah, yeah Back that ass up, baby, don't you be playin' with me (Grr) Back that ass up, you're fine, I want to touch it, can you back that ass up? (Grr) Make it litty, yeah Half a ticket on the Richard, yeah, that's half a milli, yeah Sex in a lamb truck You know what you doin', girl, arch that ass up I fuck you sittin' down, 'cause I don't understand you And I ain't gon' lie, girl, you fuck how you dancin' And everywhere I go gotta keep my ratchet (Yeah) How you turn your back and I show you mad love? (Uh-huh) I'm the reason why you fuck like that, I showed you mad stuff (Woo, uh-huh) I'm the reason why you drinkin' and we both do mad drugs, yeah Hoodie and a mask, yeah, heart black, yeah You want me to throw this cash? Better shake that ass, yeah I'm a fucked up nigga, yeah, I admit it, yeah And I got it out the mud, still in the hood, yeah, yeah Back that ass up, baby, don't you be playin' with me (Grr) Back that ass up, you're fine, I want to touch it, can you back that ass up? (Grr) Make it litty, yeah (Baow, baow, baow) Half a ticket on the Richard, yeah, that's half a milli, yeah (Baow, baow, baow) Shake it like a salt shaker, shake it like you ratchet (Uh-huh) Baby quit actin' shy, go 'head do it (Do it), make it nasty I don't give a damn if it's real or it's plastic Girl, you look good and that ass fantastic (Baow, baow, baow, baow) Back that ass up, b-b-back that ass up (Baow, baow, baow, baow) Hold up, let me ask a question, where you get all that ass from? Back that ass up, b-b-back that ass up (Baow, baow, baow, baow) All that booty, booty, booty, keep 'em throwin' that cash up (Baow, baow, baow, baow) Hoodie and a mask, yeah, heart black, yeah You want me to throw this cash? Better shake that ass, yeah I'm a fucked up nigga, yeah, I admit it, yeah And I got it out the mud, still in the hood, yeah, yeah Back that ass up, baby, don't you be playin' with me (Baow, baow) Back that ass up (Baow, baow), you're fine, I want to touch it, can you back that ass up? (Baow, baow) Make it litty, yeah (Baow, baow) Half a ticket on the Richard, yeah, that's half a milli, yeah (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow) Baby quit actin' shy, go 'head do it, make it nasty I don't give a damn if it's real or it's plastic Girl, you look good and that ass fantastic Back that ass up, b-b-back that ass up Hold up, let me ask a question, where you get all that ass from? Back that ass up, b-b-back that ass up All that booty, booty, booty, keep 'em throwin' that cash up