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Back Up Plan (Explicit)

Paul Wall & Chamillionaire, Chamillionaire, Devin the Dude18 Jan 2005

Lirik Back Up Plan (Explicit)

Oooh ooooh oooh oo ooh

Just believe

Something real freaky's going down

Oooh ooooh oooh oo ooh

Take a sip of this

And just let it relax your mind

Oooh ooooh oooh oo ooh

Please do not disturb

On the door you see that sign

Oooh ooooh oooh

I'm really feeling you

If you can keep a secret

Then I'll keep a secret too

And this is what we'll do I'll

Be your number two

I can let you feel on me

If you just let me feel on you

Oooh ooooh oooh

I know you got a man

Your undercover lover

I can be your back up plan

And we can just pretend we're

Nothing more than friends

The s*x will never end

That way everybody wins

Their dorms their college

Their brains share knowledge

I tip toe through the back do'

And no one gon hear about it

And if your boo try to search you

In any clue get spotted

I hope the lipstick

That is smeared on your top lip is not it

Naw we don't sip hypnotic

We sipping henny and some crimevicts

So take a sip of this

And just let it relax your mind

Your body's calling me informing me

That you're freakier than normally

Birthday suit has been worn for me

Latex condom put on for me

Protection in the briefcaser

Plenty of lead with no eraser

Trojan man gotta be safer

Ladies that plot for my treat paper

Watching a man while he chase her

Trying to figuer out whether she faithful

But the minute that he takes her

Break them c h I c taker

He running round like he gangsta

Don't think your girl can't get lead

To the edge of the bedspread

Hungry for s*x she can get fed

Spread her legs or get fed head

She's wearing that yellow pink thong

She's got her wedding ring on

But it still never seems wrong

Koopa

See getting money's like s*x

And I'm having a manage g

Gold diggers can't f' with me

Like I'm having a manage me

A h*e see the ice and she start tripping

Like your broad can't skeet

Koopa get a hot steamy ain't creamy

But uh naw it ain't t

If it's her first time with me

She'll do her thang like she knew me

Can't stand a booshie h*e

A booshie h*e can't enthuse me or amuse me

Can't stand a groupie

Cause a groupie's purpose is usually to use me

They usually hop on the next d**k

When they see 50 cent or juve

Who he that's koopa

But he look like 50 cent oh yeah

Well g g g g ge ge ge get the hell out of here yeah

If this ain't just about the s*x

Don't waste your time

Money jewelry and fame

Should be the last thing on your mind

You steady trying to be like them

Chamillion trying to be like ben franklin

Cause a girl that I think is feeling me

Say she like him aaah

Don't worry naw

Koopa not disappointed

I look to' as the do'

Stick my finger out like this and point it

Leave

With me it's a ghetto version of girls gone wild

N***as probably heard our sound

Gotta use a very large towel

To stick under the do' she's moaning

Trying to wake up any sleep takers

Screaming obscenities at me

She got a foul mouth like she t

Draper

Sheet shaker heat maker

Wanna be down then I replace her

Cameras'll get your cart I'm smart

You will not ever see the taper

What we did let me lace ya

Up in some game while she take a

Sip of the henny or a skeet taste of

Some of this rum minus the chaser yeah

I got some henn got some crime

Got some remmy and it's time

To take a sip of this

And just let it relax your mind

Your body is so fine

Girl I'm peeping your design

Somehow it feels right

Tell me how can I decline

Please do not disturb on that door

You see that sign

There'll be no interrupting

Something freaky on my mind

Sipping going doo own

Stripping going doo own

She know what's on my mii ind

I'm ready to bump and grii ind

Oooh ooooh ooo oooh

Oooh ooooh oooh ooooh

Oooh ooooh ooo oooh

Oooh ooooh oooh ooooh

Your man use to f**k you down

But now he's slacked up

She's running all over town

I think he's gonna need back up

I'll be your relief pitcher

D**k up in your mitt

There's no cork off in my bat

So it's somewhat illegal hit

Boom over the fence

Rinse off my balls when I'm finished

Yes she's probably a good sport

But he's got you playing tennis

Running after balls

Dodging all your calls

You're horny wanna grind him

But you just can't find him

So here's what you do

Call 832 567

You remember the rest

Just ask for devin

Yes I'll come quick

But not too soon

Leaving nutty rubbers

All over the room

Don't forget to bring the pill

The dress I like and high heels

Some extra panties if you will

We can chill

I'll never wanna come between you and him

Understand

But if you ever need a back up plan

 

I'm your man