[Intro: Boosie Badazz]
(Zaytoven)
Talk a lot of shit
Real boss n***a, I'll fuck a n***a bitch

[Chorus: Boosie Badazz]
Talk that shit but I roll wit' it (I roll wit' it)
Talk, talk that shit but I roll wit' it (I roll wit' it)
Talk, talk that shit but I roll wit' it (Talk, talk, talk)
Talk, talk that shit but I roll wit' it
Talk, talk that shit, back, back it up (Now back it up)
Talk, talk that shit, back, back it up (Now back it up)
Talk, talk that shit, back, back it up (She back it up)
Talk, talk that shit and I back it up (Now back it up)

[Verse 1: Boosie Badazz]
Do the Boosie Boo (Boosie Boo), do the Boosie Boo (Do the Boosie Boo)
Put your hands in the air like you 'bout to shoot (Oh)
Do the Boosie Boo (Baow), do the Boosie Boo (Baow)
Put your hands in the air like you 'bout to shoot (Baow, baow, baow)
Do the Tallahatchie (Oh), do the Talli Talli (Woah)
Pull your money out your pocket like you're ready-ready (Where your money?)
Do the Talli Talli (Talli Talli), do the Talli Talli (Oh)
Uptown where you at? Do the Talli Talli
Do the BG (Ah), the BG (Ah)
Do your dance, hit the whine like BG (Ah)
Do the BG (Ah), the BG (Ah)
Get that pussy hollerin' like BG (Whine)
Now twerk like you from New Orleans
Twerk like you from New Orleans (Hey)
Twerk like you from New Orleans (Oh, oh)
Work like you from New Orleans (Oh)
She ain't got no filter, she ain't got no filter-filter (Oh)
She ain't got no filter, she be twerkin' in the mirror (Oh)
Big boss shit, everybody drinkin' liquor (Oh)
When I'm on the liquor I'm a whole different n***a (Oh)
When I get fucked up, you might get fucked up (Yeah)
If I swing, bitch, duck, somebody done fucked up
Look at her twerkin' bad like she got a good fuck
If you plan on tryin' Boosie, good luck
Bitch, you know what's up
[Chorus: Boosie Badazz]
Talk that shit but I roll wit' it (I roll wit' it)
Talk, talk that shit but I roll wit' it (I roll wit' it)
Talk, talk that shit but I roll wit' it (Talk, talk, talk)
Talk, talk that shit but I roll wit' it
Talk, talk that shit, back, back it up (Now back it up)
Talk, talk that shit, back, back it up (Now back it up)
Talk, talk that shit, back, back it up (She back it up)
Talk, talk that shit and I back it up (Now back it up)

[Interlude: Boosie Badazz]
(Zaytoven)
Oh, oh
Oh, oh

[Post-Chorus: Boosie Badazz & Tokyo Vanity]
Can you back it up?
I can back it
Can you back it up?
I can back it
Can you back it up?
Yeah, I can back it up
Can you back it up?
I can back it
Can you back it up?
I can back it
N***a, can you back it up?
I can back it up
Can you back it up?
Yeah, I can back it up
Can you back it up?
I can back it
[Verse 2: Tokyo Vanity & Boosie Badazz]
Bitch, I can back it up, I'm mackin' up
All y'all bitches trash as fuck
Bucket to the ceiling, trippin' bitch, that's what the mask is for
All my partnas bangin', slangin', I tell 'em, "What's brackin', brah?"
If he ain't got no goals, then throwin' fours, that shit ain't fake stuff
I hang with pretty bitches, who buy riches
Prolly catch them in your kitchen, lock that shit up, moving stickin'
By my money need my chicken, get your n***a out his pension
Shit is wicked, bitch, I need it
I can't fuck with bottom feeders, bitch
If you got a big ass in them jeans (Back, back it up)
He a thirsty n***a, go and fill that ho a drink (Back, back it up)
If you got a lil' ass in them pants (Back, back it up)
Go and run it up, make that n***a spend them bands, bitch (Back, back it up)

[Outro]
(Zaytoven)