Chamillionaire - Back Up Plan Lyrics

Chamillionaire Back Up Plan lyrics is the 12th song on the album "Best Of...continued (Double Disc)" by Chamillionaire. The "Back Up Plan" lyrics by Chamillionaire are displayed below.
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Back Up Plan by Chamillionaire



Just believe, something real freaky's going down


Take a sip of this, and just let it relax your mind


Please do not disturb, on the door you see that sign



Oooh-ooooh-oooh, I'm really feeling you

If you can keep a secret, then I'll keep a secret too

And this is what we'll do I'll, be your number two

I can let you feel on me, if you just let me feel on you

Oooh-ooooh-oooh, I know you got a man

Your undercover lover, I can be your back up plan

And we can just pretend we're, nothing more than friends

The sex will never end, that way everybody wins



Their dorms their college, their brains share knowledge

I tip toe through the back do', and no one gon hear about it

And if your boo try to search you, in any clue get spotted

I hope the lipstick, that is smeared on your top lip is not it

Naw we don't sip Hypnotic, we sipping Henny and some Crimevicts

So take a sip of this, and just let it relax your mind

Your body's calling me informing me, that you're freakier than normally

Birthday suit has been worn for me, latex condom put on for me

Protection in the briefcaser, plenty of lead with no eraser

Trojan Man gotta be safer, ladies that plot for my treat paper

Watching a man while he chase her, trying to figuer out whether she faithful

But the minute that he takes a break, I'm a C-H-I-C taker

He running round like he gangsta, don't think your girl can't get lead

To the edge of the bedspread, hungry for sex she can get fed

Spread her legs or get fed head, she's wearing that yellow pink thong

She's got her wedding ring on, but it still never seems wrong, Koopa

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See getting money's like sex, and I'm having a manage G

Gold diggers can't F' with me, like I'm having a manage me

A hoe see the ice and she start tripping, like your broad can't skeet

Koopa get a hot steamy ain't creamy, but uh-naw it ain't T

If it's her first time with me, she'll do her thang like she knew me

Can't stand a booshie hoe, a booshie hoe can't enthuse me or amuse me

Can't stand a groupie, cause a groupie's purpose is usually to use me

They usually hop on the next dick, when they see 50 Cent or Juve

Who he that's Koopa, but he look like 50 Cent oh yeah

Well G-G-G-G-ge-ge-ge-get the hell out of here yeah If this ain't just about the sex, don't waste your time

Money jewelry and fame, should be the last thing on your mind

You steady trying to be like them, Chamillion trying to be like Ben Franklin

Cause a girl that I think is feeling me, say she like him aaah

Don't worry naw, Koopa not disappointed

I look to' as the do', stick my finger out like this and point it

Leave, with me it's a ghetto version of Girls Gone Wild

Niggas probably heard our sound, gotta use a very large towel

To stick under the do' she's moaning, trying to wake up any sleep takers

Screaming obscenities at me, she got a foul mouth like she T. Draper

Sheet shaker heat maker, wanna be down then I replace her

Cameras'll get your cart I'm smart, you will not ever see the taper

What we did let me lace ya, up in some game while she take a

Sip of the Henny or a skeet taste of, some of this Rum minus the chaser yeah





I got some Henn got some Crime, got some Remmy and it's time

To take a sip of this, and just let it relax your mind

Your body is so fine, girl I'm peeping your design

Somehow it feels right, tell me how can I decline

Please do not disturb on that door, you see that sign

There'll be no interrupting, something freaky on my mind

Sipping going doo-own, stripping going doo-own

She know what's on my mii-ind, I'm ready to bump and grii-ind

Oooh-ooooh-ooo-oooh, oooh-ooooh-oooh-ooooh

Oooh-ooooh-ooo-oooh, oooh-ooooh-oooh-ooooh


[Devin the Dude]

Your man use to fuck you down, but now he's slacked up

She's running all over town, I think he's gonna need back up

I'll be your relief pitcher, dick up in your mitt

There's no cork off in my bat, so it's somewhat illegal hit

Boom over the fence, rinse off my balls when I'm finished

Yes she's probably a good sport, but he's got you playing tennis

Running after balls, dodging all your calls

You're horny wanna grind him, but you just can't find him

So here's what you do, call 832-567

You remember the rest, just ask for Devin

Yes I'll come quick, but not too soon

Leaving nutty rubbers, all over the room

Don't forget to bring the pill, the dress I like and high heels

Some extra panties if you will, we can chill

I'll never wanna come between you and him, understand

But if you ever need a back up plan, I'm your man



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