Young Buck Back On Up Lyrics

Back On Up And Give Me Room
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Back On Up And Give Me Room
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Back On Up And Give Me Room
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Move Move Move Move
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Move Move Move Move
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Move Move Move Move

Gold Teeth And Swisher Sweets
Im c___ Deep In The Seats
D*** Near Sleep
Tearin Up The Streets
Hand On My Heat
Swirving While Im Workin The Wood Wheel
Whatever City Im In
I Found Out Where The Hood Is
Now I Wanna see You Just March
Step Now Bounce
It Dont Matter Where You From
Just Show Em What You Bout
Bout The Cris Pour It Out
They Gonna Think We Showing Out
And Try To Throw Us Out
But We Aint Goin Out Without A RUMBLE !!
You Know How Them Thugs Be
Drunk Off The Bubbly
Trust Me The Ice
Will Have YOur Wife Come Hug Me
Lets Take It To The Floor
Let Em Know
Know Throw Them Bows (Whoa)
Back On Up And Give Me Room
That Mean Dont Get To Close
Throw Your Neighborhood Up
And Push The Haters Out The Door
shake You Booty In THat Gucci Girl
Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce
Drop It To The Ground
Pick It Up And Make It Twirk
Lift Your Skirt
Put In Work Girl
Twirk Twirk Twirk Twirk !!

Back On Up And Give Me Room
Move Cause We Here Now
The World About To Feel A BOOM
Comin This Year Now
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Move Cause We Here Now
The World About To Feel A BOOM
Comin This Year Now
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Move Cause We Here Now
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Move Cause We Here Now

Back On Up
And Give Us Our s___e
We Keepin These Haters Up Out of Face
You Could Have Homegirl
She Aint Even Our Taste
D Tay And Young Buck We Run This Place
Nashville , Cashville
These Boys Here They Supercold
Them Same Boys That Last year
Took Ya'll To The Superbowl
We Grilled Out
And Thuggin Wit It
Dirty South And Rugged Wit It
In The Club We Bubblin Wit It
Them Same Boys Gettin Strucken Wit It
Hustlin Wit It
Let Em Know We Southern
but We Still Can Flow
Just BeCuz We Sound Country
Aint Gonna Stop That Money Flow
Money Go , Money Come
Its Over When that Money That Done
So Back On Up And Give Us Room
And Move When These Boys Come
These Boys Done
Hit It Now
Haters Bout To Get It Now
Aint No Stoppin What We Droppin
Bout To Get It Hoppin Now
Poppin Now
How You Love That (WHAT)
Love This
Do Somethin Contradictin
b__pin Thugs Throwing Fits
Gettin Fixed Keep The Crowd Movin
While We Gettin Lit
So Back On Up And Give Me Room
Before You get These Boys p___ed

Back On Up And Give Me Room
Move Cause We Here Now
The World About To Feel A BOOM
Comin This Year Now
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Move Cause We Here Now
The World About To Feel A BOOM
Comin This Year Now
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Move Cause We Here Now
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Move Cause We Here Now

I Gotta Go
Oh Its On Now
Take Me To The Bar
Before We Leave
Ya'll Gonna Have To Take A Playa To His Car
Bring The Trees
And Get Security Partner
Tuck It In Your Sock
Or Its Already Bad Enough
That You can Bring Ya Glock
Gangstas Throwing Up They Block
Freaks Showin Us That (WHat)
While Im Crossin Off My Rocks
Let That Champagne Just Pop
Dont Stop Keep It Coming
Have The Bartender Just Runnin
Back In Forth Till He Say
Young Buck Theirs No More !!
We Dont Hit The Dance Floor
We Be Ducked Off In The Back
If These Haters Want War
We Done Snucked In The Straps
Tryin To Get This Here Cloudy Playa
Roll Up At Saks
Since These Boys Gettin Rowdy
We Gonna Face Them BaCC To BaCC
Watch Em Start Chasing That
And Them Stickies That We Got Is
Southside In This Thang Here
What What What What !!
We Gonna Keep It Crunk
Up Into The Break Of Dawn
Aint Nobody Got no Jobs
Proablly Till You See The Sun
Im Gonna Finish Blowin One Boy
Before We Hit The Exit
Like Whenever Im Wit Bun
Puttin It Down In Texas
With These Thugs In The CLub
Aint Nobody Restless
Playas Flashin They Dubz
Showin Off They Necklace
You Betta

Back On Up And Give Me Room
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Move Move Move Move
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Move Move Move Move
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Move Move Move Move
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Move Move Move Move
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Move Cause We Here Now
The World About To Feel A BOOM
Comin This Year Now
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Move Cause We Here Now
The World About To Feel A BOOM
Comin This Year Now
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Move Cause We Here Now
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Back On Up And Give Me Room
Move Cause We Here Now

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