1999 (ft. lloyd)

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Letra de 1999 (ft. lloyd)

Big K.R.I.T.

Aw yeah
Drop it for a nigga
That ass up

Back that ass up like it's 1999
Back that ass up like it's 1999
Back that ass up like it's 1999
Pipe it up and drop it for me, boy I'm on time
Girl you're working with some ass, yeah
You're bad yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah
It's lasting
Girl you're working with some ass, yeah
You're bad yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah
I do love you

She say I only love the way she drop it, well maybe so
She say I'll probably leave if she don't pop it, we'll never know
Cause she get dined on us, [?] grind on it, with no shame
Give her time on it, roll around on it, do her thang
I ain't, the type to trick but she go hard for the cause
Type to bust it open wide and have no clothes for tomorrow
We ain't, gotta take it slow, she's-a hit the dope
Let it show, for the give and go, get it on the flo'
Shake it like you never ever got to shake it
If pussy popping was a college she done graduated
She need a bowl for that ass just to celebrate it
A lot of clapping,
Back that ass up like it's 1999
Back that ass up like it's 1999
Back that ass up like it's 1999
Pipe it up and drop it for me, boy I'm on time
Girl you're working with some ass, yeah
You're bad yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah
It's lasting
Girl you're working with some ass, yeah
You're bad yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah
I do love you

I be in the street with my hoes
And I be on the creep all the time with these hoes
Can't help that I'm a freak and it shows
See, I be eating pussy, kissing titties, sucking toes
Million dollar nigga since a youngin
And if the bowl is coming then the money
And if I go to jail, then my baby post the bail
Nigga, nigga, I ain't worried 'bout nothing
She got some ugly ass ways
But she sure look fine
She know how to blow my mind
When she back that ass up like it's 1999

Back that ass up like it's 1999
Back that ass up like it's 1999
Back that ass up like it's 1999
Pipe it up and drop it for me, boy I'm on time
Girl you're working with some ass, yeah
You're bad yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah
It's lasting
Girl you're working with some ass, yeah
You're bad yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah
I do love you

You know I love you shorty, but maybe I'm just kidding
But the way you pop that, pop that pussy, shit I'm all up in it, tightly fitted
Bounce that ass up, got to climb up the pole
If she ever hit the stage I'mma be at her show
Cause she my favorite life, favorite type
Then bust it open, bust it baby, but she lay the light
Oh, I'm talking head wraps and sun dresses
[?] for her flexing
Ain't no time she, won't let me
On the late night, she got the kind of glove to catch me if the play's right
That fly you out, you and that ass have a safe flight
And I'mma be there when she lands
Cause she never stood a chance in that bow-legged stance
Told her

Back that ass up like it's 1999
Back that ass up like it's 1999
Back that ass up like it's 1999
Pipe it up and drop it for me, boy I'm on time
Girl you're working with some ass, yeah
You're bad yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah
It's lasting
Girl you're working with some ass, yeah
You're bad yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah
I do love you

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