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Artist: Big K.R.I.T. f/ Lloyd
Album:  4eva Is a Mighty Long Time
Song:   1999
Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com

[Intro: Lloyd]
Aww, yeah
Drop it for a nigga - that ass up

[Chorus: Lloyd]
+Back That Azz Up+ like it's 1999 (Back it up, girl)
+Back That Azz Up+ like it's 1999 (Back it up, girl)
+Back That Azz Up+ like it's 1999 (Back it up, girl)
Pipe it up and drop it for me, one mo' time (Ohh!)
Girl you workin with some ass yeah, you bad yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash yeah, his last yeah (Girl, you know you bad)
Girl you workin with some ass yeah, you bad yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash - IIIII DO LOVE YOU

[Big K.R.I.T.]
She say I only love the way she drop it, well maybe so
She say I'll prob'ly leave if she don't pop it, we'll never know
Cause she get down on it, scrub the ground on it, with no shame
Give her time on it, roll around on it, do her thang
I ain't, the type to trick but she go hard for the cause
Type to bus' it open wide and have me close down the mall
We ain't, gotta take it slow, she's a hit-the-do'
Let it show, for the give and go, get it on the flo'
Whoa, ayy~! Shake it like you never ever got to shake it
If pussy poppin was a college, she done graduated
She need a bow for that ass just to celebrate it
A lot of clappin and a standing ovation when she...

[Chorus]

[Lloyd]
I be in the streets with my woes
And I be on the creep all the time with these hoes
Can't help that I'm a freak and it shows
See I be eatin pussy, kissin titties, suckin toes
Million dollar nigga since a young'n
And if the police comin then I'm runnin
And if I go to jail then my baby post the bail
Nigga, nigga, I ain't worried 'bout nothin
She got some ugly ass ways
Aww~! But she sho' look fine
She know how to blow my mind
When she drop that ass for me like it's 1999

[Chorus]

[Big K.R.I.T.]
You know I love you shawty, or maybe I'm just kiddin
But the way you pop dat pop dat pussy, shit I'm all up in it, tightly fitted
Bounce dat ass up, got to climb up the pole
If she ever hit the stage, I'ma be at her show
Cause she my favorite life, favorite type
That bus' it open, bus' it baby, but she ladylike
Ohh, I'm talkin head wraps and sundresses, heels for her flexin
Ain't no time, she won't lend me that box, it need stretching
On the late night
She got the kind of glove to catch me if the play's right
That fly her out, you and that ass have a safe flight
And I'ma be there when she lands
Cause she never stood a chance in that bow-legged stance, told her...

[Chorus]