Lyrics Kevin Flum – Beep Beep
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Back it up, back it up, back it up, back it up, back it up
Beep beep
Back it up, back it up, back it up, back it up, back it up
Beep beep
Back it up, rack it up, stack it up, yeah
Back it up, back it up, back it up, back it up, back it up
Beep beep
Back it up, back it up, back it up, back it up, back it up
Beep beep
Back it up, rack it up, stack it up, yeah
Back it up, rack it up, stack it up, yeah
Couldn’t give a fuck less, aye (Less)
Never give a fuck more, aye (More)
It’s about the time that you got left
It’s not ’bout the score, yeah (Score)
Fuckin’ groupies is a chore (Chore)
Why y’all got me so bored? (Bored)
Leavin’ me in a snore I have a better time watchin’ porn, yikes
I ain’t mean to send shots
Fuck it man yes I did
Sendin’ shots at the lid
You gon’ know when I kick
I’m doing doughnuts in a six
Said they love me in a six, yeah
Your blunts look like sticks
My blunts lookin’ thick
Thicker than a bowl of oatmeal
Let me touch your titties and them shits are so real
Keep a briefcase like deal or no deal
I need an answer, I need a dancer
I need a chick with a booty so thick when she back it up, it look like a camper, aye
Back it up, back it up, back it up, back it up, back it up
Beep beep
Back it up, back it up, back it up, back it up, back it up
Beep beep
Back it up, rack it up, stack it up, yeah
Back it up, rack it up, stack it up, yeah
Back it up, back it up, back it up, back it up, back it up
Beep beep
Back it up, back it up, back it up, back it up, back it up
Beep beep
Back it up, rack it up, stack it up, yeah
Back it up, rack it up, stack it up, yeah
Only God that’s above me
I know these hoes don’t love me
Please stop lyin’ to my face before shit gets ugly
They love me in Texas like Bun B
We pullin’ up in a Humvee
And I will never pay for pussy so I guess that mean Kevin Flum comes free
She lay on my sheets and she’s comfy
I call her an Uber at ten
Then I just smoke me a blunt and then take me a nap and then do it all over again
My life a movie and it’s so groovy
I take yo bitch out to shop for some Louis and if you don’t like it then sue me
You should just cry me a river
I’m tapping her spine and she shivers
She treat my dick like it’s Amazon so I keep it prime and deliver
Fill the liquor in my liver, yeah
I want the cake not a sliver
I’m shootin’ straight just like an arrow when I hit the spot I make that girl quiver, aye (Quiver)
Back it up, back it up, back it up, back it up, back it up
Beep beep
Back it up, back it up, back it up, back it up, back it up
Beep beep
Back it up, rack it up, stack it up, yeah
Back it up, rack it up, stack it up, yeah
Back it up, back it up, back it up, back it up, back it up
Beep beep
Back it up, back it up, back it up, back it up, back it up
Beep beep
Back it up, rack it up, stack it up, yeah
Back it up, rack it up, stack it up, yeah