Backyard Boogie Lyrics - Singles - Mack 10

Yeah, yeah, yeah 

Verse One: 

Saturday morning at the crack of sunrise 

Thank the man upstairs for lettin me open my eyes 

It's a whole new game for me like T-Lee 

It's nine-seven now and I'ma stay sucka free 

Thinkin about all my homeboys behind bars 

as I crease up my khakis and lace up my stars 

And everthang is straight I'm in the full zone 

Gettin paper every day, it's all I'm trippin on 

Cause ain't nothin like a ride in Californ-ia 

with the top back, rollin on a hot sunny day 

It's one-oh, fo'-sho', and I'm clownin all the rookies 

With a pocket full of cookies 

and mashin to the backyard boogie 

Get yo' boogie on [repeat 3X] 

And then we comin wit that 

Chorus: 

Backyard boogie oogie oogie (yeah) 

Backyard boogie oogie oogie (it's all about that) 

Backyard boogie oogie oogie (unh) 

Backyard boogie oogie oogie (it's the backyard boogie) [repeat 3X] 

Backyard boogie oogie oogie [repeat 2X] 

Verse Two: 

Now just throw yo hands up high in the sky 

Representin where you from cause it's West till I die 

Put it down anywhere, take thangs for what they worth 

been a rider since birth, and the earth is my turf 

So I bails in the party, everythang is cool 

It's niggaz in the hood I ain't seen since high school 

And everybody gots stripes cause we all paid dues 

Crips, Damus, and other clicks and crews 

Just gettin they boogie on, hoochie bitches gettin loose 

It kinda remind me of the truce in nine-deuce 

I'm even kickin back, and I'm usually chicken hawkin 

The bloods shootin dice, and the crips are see walkin 

Now the party is jumpin, and the crowd's gettin bigger 

Looked up and saw four hoes to every nigga 

And it's off the hook, got ya grindin and humpin 

Cause the backyard boogie be bumpin 

(Unh, straight from Inglewood, and you know that it's all good 

You can put that on yo' hood, everyday 

And we comin with that) 

Chorus 

Verse Three 

Now it's out of control, and everywhere you look 

ain't nothin but real niggaz, the bustas got shook 

And everybody left with the whole hustla bang 

and Daisy Dukes and khakis do seem to be the thang 

You choose or you lose while you conversatin 

enough cock to go around, so ain't no playa hatin 

I want homegirl over there in red 

cause Baby Got Backs like Mix-a-Lot said 

When I keep my composure, kick back like a pro 

Cause Mack one-oh just refuse to save a hoe 

But it's a done deal, locked up throw away the key 

Cause she gonna lead a backyard boogie with me 

(Get yo' boogie on, yeah 

Get yo' boogie on, Inglewood 

Get yo' boogie on, Inglewood, pause 

Get yo' backyard boogie on) 

Chorus 

Straight from Inglewood, and you know that it's all good 

You can put that on yo' hood, everyday 

Mackness, mackness, unh! 

Get yo' boogie on, get yo' boogie on 

Get yo' boogie on, nigga get yo' boogie on 

Get yo' boogie on, get yo' boogie on baby, pause 

Get yo' backyard boogie on 

Gangstas don't dance we boogie 

Niggaz run out and get yo' cookies 

Gangstas don't dance we boogie 

Mack 10 ain't no motherfucker rookie 

Backyard boogie oogie oofie [repeat 8X]