B.O.B. - Back Me Up lyrics

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B.O.B. - Back Me Up lyrics

East side gon' back me up, gon' back me up West side gon' back me up, gon' back me up South side gon' back me up, gon' back me up North side gon' back me up, yea Everywhere I plant my feet, everybody know bout me n***a I ain't gotta say one word, I ain't gotta show ID n***a Back when I was in 10th grade, I saved up, got a set of gold teeth And I took em out but 7 years later I got 7 sets of gold teeth n***a I'm bout the bands, I do that Private jet I flew that 40K I threw that A quarter pound, I blew that It sounds crazy but it ain't nothing to it She a freak but I already knew it She looked at me and said I'm yo biggest fan I told er if it's real then tattoo it Every day I wake up, smoking like Jamaicans Like an occupation, this is so outrageous Hey I'm so good I make em bills copy faces Giving that good and like the middle wafers Free to the carpet, into the office Then to the closet, many different flavors Someone said my love you're called a label And tell em hurry up with the paper East side gon' back me up, gon' back me up West side gon' back me up, gon' back me up South side gon' back me up, gon' back me up North side gon' back me up, gon' back me up East side gon' back me up, gon' back me up West side gon' back me up, gon' back me up South side gon' back me up, gon' back me up North side gon' back me up Yea, look, you n***as tryna act like B.o.B and go And stop that sh** That's $50,000 Alpaca You gotta block that sh** fool Look at this resume, can't nobody top that sh** And unless you the girl I'm f**in' Then you don't really need to be owned by a b**h like that umm Like that huh Take a second, let me get it right back huh They was hopin I'd probably fall off right? But all I feel was the n***as on my back yea I ain't even got no genre But this ganja give contact yeah Well how the hell they gon' call us the rap game When most of y'all n***as can't rap Most of y'all n***as so whack Most of y'all ain't got, most of y'all ain't got no swag Most of y'all bad, most of y'all n***as so flum And all real n***as know that 'Cause see this is not necessarily based on dexterity 'Cause the things they tellin' me is I'm good as I'll ever be I'm good as I'll ever be In the hood I'm incredibly understood 'cause it's definitely in my blood In my pedigree

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