Backyard Boogie - Mack 10

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 everythang 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 rag in Californ-i-a

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 mashi’n to the backyard boogie

Get yo' boogie on

And then we comin' wit that

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)

Backyard boogie oogie oogie

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 niggas 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 C-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)

Verse Three

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

Ain’t nothin' but real niggas, 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 ho

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

'Cause she gonna leave 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)

Outro-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

Niggas run out and get yo' cookies

Gangstas don’t dance we boogie

Mack 10 ain’t no motherfucker rookie

Backyard boogie oogie oofie