Bend It Ova (feat. A Boogie wit da Hoodie & Big Freedia)

When I back that ass up

Back that ass up

Back that ass up, b-b-back that ass up

Lola Brooke

Where you get all that ass from?

A Boogie

Back that ass up, b-b-back that ass up

Big Freedia

Hoodie and a mask, yeah, heart black, yeah

You want me to throw this cash, better shake that ass, yeah

I'm a fucked up ****, yeah, I admit it, yeah

And I got it out the mud, still in the hood, yeah, yeah

Back that ass up, baby, don't you be playin' wit' me

Back that ass up, you're fine, I wanna touch it, can you back that ass up?

Make it litty, yeah

Half a ticket on the Richard, yeah, that's half a millie, yeah

Be-be-bend it over, baby, show 'em how that back look

Be-be-bend it over, baby, show 'em how that cat look

Rock-rock-rock the wave, I had to show 'em that I'm that tough

Bust rounds in this mothafucka, ****, get it back up

I am she that you want for your wifey

She ain't she, that's the reason that you like me

Is it me on that dick? Bitch, it might be

Ussy leave him dead, put a **** on a white tee

C-c-come here, baby, don't be shy to get attached

Come and smoke this ussy, baby, put it in a pack

Da-da-dump it in me like you lettin' off a MAC

When a **** hit it right, I don't know how to act

I am she, please do not take that lightly

I'm the baddest, a bitch can't get like me

Throw a bag, all my besties gon' hype me

Go bitch!

Now his bitch want to fight me

Hoodie and a mask, yeah, heart black, yeah

You want me to throw this cash, better shake that ass, yeah

I'm a fucked up ****, yeah, I admit it, yeah

And I got it out the mud, still in the hood, yeah, yeah

Back that ass up, baby, don't you be playin' wit' me

Back that ass up, you're fine, I wanna touch it, can you back that ass up?

Make it litty, yeah

Half a ticket on the Richard, yeah, that's half a millie, yeah

Sex in the Lamb' truck

You know what you doin', girl, arch that ass up

I fuck you sittin' down, 'cause I don't understand ya

And I ain't gon' lie, girl, you fuck how you dancin'

And everywhere I go, gotta keep my ratchet

Why'd you turn your back? Girl, I showed you mad love

I'm the reason why you fuck like that, I showed you mad stuff

I'm the reason why you drinkin' and we both do mad drugs, yeah

Hoodie and a mask, yeah, heart black, yeah

You want me to throw this cash, better shake that ass, yeah

I'm a fucked up ****, yeah, I admit it, yeah

And I got it out the mud, still in the hood, yeah, yeah

Back that ass up, baby, don't you be playin' wit' me

Back that ass up, you're fine, I wanna touch it, can you back that ass up?

Make it litty, yeah

Half a ticket on the Richard, yeah, that's half a millie, yeah

Shake it like a salt shaker, shake it like you ratchet

Baby, quit actin' shy, go 'head do it, make it nasty

I don't give a damn if it's real or it's plastic

Girl, you look good and that ass fantastic

Back that ass up, b-b-back that ass up

Hold up, let me ask a question, where you get all that ass from?

My mama

Back that ass up, b-b-back that ass up

All that booty, booty, booty, keep 'em throwin' that cash up

Hoodie and a mask, yeah, heart black, yeah

You want me to throw this cash, better shake that ass, yeah

I'm a fucked up ****, yeah, I admit it, yeah

And I got it out the mud, still in the hood, yeah, yeah

Back that ass up, baby, don't you be playin' wit' me

Back that ass up, you're fine, I wanna touch it, can you back that ass up?

Make it litty, yeah

Half a ticket on the Richard, yeah, that's half a millie, yeah

Baby, quit actin' shy, go 'head do it, make it nasty

I don't give a damn if it's real or it's plastic

Girl, you look good and that ass fantastic

Back that ass up, b-b-back that ass up

Hold up, let me ask a question, where you get all that ass from?

My mama

Back that ass up, b-b-back that ass up

All that booty, booty, booty, keep 'em throwin' that cash up