[Too $hort] We got a new dance (ay let's see it) It's called the Back Back (let's see it) Let's do it baby
Back Back (back back) Back Back (back back) Back Back (back back) Back Back (back back)
When I walked in the door first thing I saw was you drinkin at the bar, doin it all Dancin like I never seen it done before You don't need a dance partner on the floor You just bounce that ass like it's goin out of style Love the way the music sound, goin hella wild Another time, another zone It's like yo' ass got a mind of it's own It keeps sayin I don't wanna be alone We need to swap numbers, I'll call you later on And since I made your favorite song It's alright tonight, don't do a player wrong Your booty goes on and on You could stand still and it won't be long before it moves, I love the way your panties shake I heard your booty got banned in twenty states
[Chorus: Bishop of Crunk (Too $hort)] BACK BACK! (Girl you 'bout to hurt somebody) BACK BACK! (On the dance floor workin the party) (That Lil' Jon beat got her freakin again) (That's how her momma used to dance on that Seagram's gin) BACK BACK! (That booty cain't stop) BACK BACK! (Can you make it drop?) (They been shakin like that since the 80's) (Man they ain't never gon' stop, are you crazy?)
[Too $hort] Even when you sit in a chair, you still keep bouncin Put it right here and I will be pouncin Watch how I slide on up I might need a saddle, to ride that butt Girl you think it's wide enough? Can I plug it in the wall, and light it up? Does it come with an instruction manual? Can I twist yo' knobs while I touch yo' handles? Can I see you do it booty butt-naked? Back Back, girl you too wild you gon' break it Damn! I thought it was mine But my dick belongs to you since you started to grind I see why they call it a crime A woman like you is hard to find The way you twerk that junky, make it funky Cain't take this from me girl shake that monkey!
[Chorus: w/ minor variations]
[Too $hort] Damn baby, how you move like that? Is it the music or the way that I do my rap? I wanna sick my dog, on yo' cat Cause I love the way you do the Back Back Just bounce that ass 'til you cain't no mo' 'Til your cheeks start to sag and you can't go low When your arthritis kicks in at 44 Keep shakin that ass like a hoe 20 years from now she'll still get down And booty shakin music'll still be around It's a family tradition, cain't let it die You saw that ass shake, that's how he met his wife I'm up all night, me and my whole crew Don't hate cause it's late when I roll through In the middle of the night, tryin to get in your mind I'ma wiggle in tight and I'ma hit from behind So Back Back! - Whoa, did you see that mayne? Girl stop playin don't change a thang Watchin you dance I almost came The way you shakin that ass is insane I, cain't believe my eyes I can see from the rear what's between your thighs Took two steps back and realized Yo' ass is a real prize
[Bishop of Crunk] Back Back! Let me slap that ass, let me slap that ass Back Back! {?} yo' ass Shorty move that shit, ass hit like this Ass so quick make that booty wanna split