Jay-Z:
Back it on up like a U-Haul truck whoo!

HOOK:
Jay-Z:
Back it on up - back it back it on up - back back back it on - back it on up!
Back it on up - back it back it on up - back it on up like a U-Haul truck! (x2)

VERSE ONE:
My entourage pull up to the club like the fleet / that is the fucking squad, nigga beat ya fucking feet / you wanna be near the red carpet when I pull up in my car, paparazzi say cheese (stop frontin!) / what's the T, looking for some DNA, Dick'N'Ass, let's make a DVD / you wanna be seen on my arm, I'm a muthafuckin star, underground as I be / a few of these dick-fiends look sweet sixteen, to get intimate with me, I'ma need some ID / but any sign: Gemini or Pisces, we get our R. Kelly on, do our bump and grind thing / I like to have my cake and I eat it with icing / I said I like to have my cake and I eat it too/ Bite me! / a model type, he's built quite nicely / if I pull this piece of trade, they gon be tight tight at me

HOOK:

VERSE TWO:
Shall I shake the ass like the San Andreas fault line? / Who's fault? Mine / I'm the reason he straying away keep ya eyes on that nigga at all times / I'm not a five, nigga I'm all dime (all dime) / Ant-a-wans, DeShawns, and Vons -- they are all mine / I'm sorry Ma, shoulda seen the signs / You took the time....made him a part of your life / now he backs it up (yeah he do), like a Mack truck, now that there is a run of bad luck (Sorry) / he folds like a fuckin pretzel, he's limber / but I don't want him no more, I keep it simpler / no pussies, no kittens, I'm not kidding / No kitten with no muthafuckin litter -- that means no children, I'm not a mistress, I'm not no muthafuckin mister!

HOOK:

VERSE THREE:
Shall I shake the (chuckles, ch-ching, ch-ching)....change purse to make these niggas wan date me? / G-Golddiggers! / Shall I trick and let you get the billfold? / No nigga / I'm bold and I'm beautiful, don't roll with no stupid ho niggas acting like no hoes / no, it's the Superbowl nigga / kick-kick yo ass to the curb like a field goal, a punt kick, my toes are in your turds / my foot is in your ass / oh don't be absurd! These little sissies just came in here to dance / Then back it on up, reverse nigga, all on me / these cakes is desert nigga! / you on me... little pre-vert nigga / let's take it to my crib make ya knees hurt nigga / put your tee-shirt where your feet were / then lay yo ass down where I sleep sir / I apologize, that's my knee jerk reaction / to treat you like a freak cause you a freak when you be dancing / back it up, where you going handsome? / "You fuck nigga, squeeze it off with ya hands! One."