| Song | Smack It Up |
| Artist | Fannypack |
| Album | So Stylistic |
| 作曲 : Goias, Grady | |
| Betcha didn't know that I'd be back | |
| Ya better put down the pipe | |
| Stay off that crack | |
| Sober up and get some sense | |
| Im gonna take you higher than Manhattan rents | |
| You better get on up | |
| And put it down | |
| All my party people | |
| Lets gather around | |
| It's plain to see | |
| I'm Hello B | |
| Here to get it started | |
| ASAP | |
| I study hard | |
| And I pass my tests | |
| Never let the haters ever get me stressed | |
| My crews the best | |
| And they got my back | |
| My bodyguard Kev may give you a smack | |
| But he | |
| ll leave you alone | |
| If you behave | |
| This aint white castle | |
| But Im what you crave | |
| I need you all to feel me here | |
| Guys and girls in the front and rear | |
| Knock em out the box and jack it up | |
| Turn it back around and crack it up | |
| Gotta get outta town then pack it up | |
| Killing me soft Roberta Flack it up | |
| All of my pimps gotta mack it up | |
| Cuties with booties better back it up | |
| Put em on the wall just tack it up | |
| Everybody take your hands and smack it up | |
| Off the meatrack and off the chain | |
| Make you go crazy, make you go insane | |
| It's about to rain but it's no thang | |
| Gucci umbrellas I'm opening | |
| Gotta change the weather and take a trip | |
| A little r and r so I don't slip | |
| Hop on a ship, better yet a plane | |
| Head down south with no delayin | |
| In a under a day New York to J. A. | |
| Take in the sun you know, catch some rays | |
| Back on the jet fly to JFK | |
| Gotta do an interview what can I say | |
| I'm in demand, the number one choice | |
| Here to rock the place for the girls and boys | |
| If you know what I mean | |
| I wanna hear you shout | |
| Now it's my turn | |
| To turn it out | |
| Repeat Chorus | |
| Photoshoots are a daily thing | |
| People lining up just to hear me sing | |
| If you give me a ring then I'll be true | |
| Psyche I'm too young and you're a damn fool | |
| You better stay in school | |
| And get good grades | |
| Bag it on up, don't wanna catch AIDS | |
| Lik you wit diseases and other stuff | |
| You try to battle my crew | |
| But we're too damn tough | |
| Powder puff, dandruff | |
| Little black hoody girl huff and puff | |
| And blow this house right on down | |
| Everybody getting Krunk in every town | |
| The champion sound control the place | |
| Stylistic gals inna rude boy face | |
| No time to waste let's get it on | |
| Get up and do your thing | |
| To this song | |
| Repeat Chorus |
| zuò qǔ : Goias, Grady | |
| Betcha didn' t know that I' d be back | |
| Ya better put down the pipe | |
| Stay off that crack | |
| Sober up and get some sense | |
| Im gonna take you higher than Manhattan rents | |
| You better get on up | |
| And put it down | |
| All my party people | |
| Lets gather around | |
| It' s plain to see | |
| I' m Hello B | |
| Here to get it started | |
| ASAP | |
| I study hard | |
| And I pass my tests | |
| Never let the haters ever get me stressed | |
| My crews the best | |
| And they got my back | |
| My bodyguard Kev may give you a smack | |
| But he | |
| ll leave you alone | |
| If you behave | |
| This aint white castle | |
| But Im what you crave | |
| I need you all to feel me here | |
| Guys and girls in the front and rear | |
| Knock em out the box and jack it up | |
| Turn it back around and crack it up | |
| Gotta get outta town then pack it up | |
| Killing me soft Roberta Flack it up | |
| All of my pimps gotta mack it up | |
| Cuties with booties better back it up | |
| Put em on the wall just tack it up | |
| Everybody take your hands and smack it up | |
| Off the meatrack and off the chain | |
| Make you go crazy, make you go insane | |
| It' s about to rain but it' s no thang | |
| Gucci umbrellas I' m opening | |
| Gotta change the weather and take a trip | |
| A little r and r so I don' t slip | |
| Hop on a ship, better yet a plane | |
| Head down south with no delayin | |
| In a under a day New York to J. A. | |
| Take in the sun you know, catch some rays | |
| Back on the jet fly to JFK | |
| Gotta do an interview what can I say | |
| I' m in demand, the number one choice | |
| Here to rock the place for the girls and boys | |
| If you know what I mean | |
| I wanna hear you shout | |
| Now it' s my turn | |
| To turn it out | |
| Repeat Chorus | |
| Photoshoots are a daily thing | |
| People lining up just to hear me sing | |
| If you give me a ring then I' ll be true | |
| Psyche I' m too young and you' re a damn fool | |
| You better stay in school | |
| And get good grades | |
| Bag it on up, don' t wanna catch AIDS | |
| Lik you wit diseases and other stuff | |
| You try to battle my crew | |
| But we' re too damn tough | |
| Powder puff, dandruff | |
| Little black hoody girl huff and puff | |
| And blow this house right on down | |
| Everybody getting Krunk in every town | |
| The champion sound control the place | |
| Stylistic gals inna rude boy face | |
| No time to waste let' s get it on | |
| Get up and do your thing | |
| To this song | |
| Repeat Chorus |