backyard boogie

yeah

yeah

yeah

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

and then we comin wit that

backyard boogie oogie oogie

backyard boogie oogie oogie

backyard boogie oogie oogie

backyard boogie oogie oogie

backyard boogie oogie oogie

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 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)

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)

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