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Rhymefest
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Stick
Lyricist:Jon Frost, Paul Simon, Che Smith
Woo, yeah Ladies and gentlemen, what you are about to hear Is another, Rhymefest, animal house classic So get on the flo' and just
(Back it up, back it up) Now put it on my stick (Back it up, back it up) Now put it on my stick
(Back it up, back it up) Now put it on my stick (Back it up, back it up)
Now Columbus discovered America And look, and I just found me some Erika Back it up, put it all in this area You send the vibe like a message carrier
And wait, I just got off of work and all And I ain't think I'd meet a chick that could work it all Move in, you ain't gotta go work at all Now first of all, I ain't thirsty y'all
I just wanna sit-sit and drink wit'chu And then get you tip-tip, tipsy too Forget myself then I start pah-payin' you Girl, you know that ain't true, I'm just playin' wit'chu
C'mon, now I ain't fin' to get soft or trick off Blindfold yourself, spin around and get lost I put my dick all around your mouth like lip gloss Girl, you better jump like Kris-Kross before I make ya
Put it on my stick, put it, put, put it on my stick Put it on my stick, put it, put, put it on my stick (Back it up, back it up) Put it on my stick, put it, put, put it on my stick
(Back it up, back it up) And put it on my stick (Back it up, back it up) And put it on my stick
Now Ben Franklin found electricity And it's electric when you be kissin' me Let me take you on a ride through history Before the fame and her ass was dissin' me
But hoe, don't get up and leave Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com This the part of the show you won't believe David Blaine gon' complain when he see me On BET and MTV
And girl, skip the entourage It's a two-seater Porsche in my garage I'ma take you out the hood like bon voyage Introduce you to stars and it ain't no mirage
My radio, believe me I like it loud I be outside of the club and movin' the crowd Then I get her to the crib to remove the blouse Look, baby, no mistakes allowed, you better turn around and ooh
Put it on my stick, put it, put, put it on my stick Put it on my stick, put it, put, put it on my stick (Back it up, back it up) Put it on my stick, put it, put, put it on my stick
(Back it up, back it up) And put it on my stick (Back it up, back it up) And put it on my stick
Farrakhan just marched with a million men But I got a million dollars in fives and tens Back it up on my lap, I'm ready to spend Put it all on the table I'm ready to win
Now you ready to bend? And she sayin' that it hurt but I barely was in Livin' life carefree is still like a sin God let me start over and do it again
Like oh, oh, oh, oh These hoes is on the flo', work it out Oh, oh, oh, oh These hoes is on the flo' You need to back it up and
Put it on my stick, put it, put, put it on my stick Put it on my stick, put it, put, put it on my stick (Back it up, back it up) Put it on my stick, put it, put, put it on my stick
(Back it up, back it up) And put it on my stick (Back it up, back it up) And put it on my stick
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