Lyrics:
really want ya back
Cause it can't ever be the way it was before
I might fall to the floor
Can somebody call the ambulance
Can barely stand
Shawty, I don't
clapping it up, gotta get this function on rewind (One time)
Yo bitch tryna grab the remote, but I scene select right to her behind
We back to the fax, she
follow back, Don't get to bitter
Truth hurts she always singing that
A broken heart you can't bring back (Bring back)
Tell me how you gon' say that?
You
Bussin back the back I got the blicky
Gettin freaky onna Friday
Stop cb’n onna Lil dicky
Holy shit
Oh my god
Outsider like Patrick Swayze
Don’t be alarmed
bars he trynna slide
You can see it in his eyes
Snuck up on em bitch surprise
And that's just how we get back
Like where you at?
Bitch we posted in
whole estate
A-Lit always gon get paid
Took me a while to pick up all of the pieces
But now I'm sippin' from this Dirty Sprite and it ain't a secret
But
She know
She gone throw that ass back
Get fuck from the back
She know
N she know she all that
She run it like that
She Know
She gone do
groovy
Get to the spot your Mind and your top you lose 'em
Panty gon drop and you oozing
Baby
Beat on that back and you moving daily
Now an addict
said, now get back in bed
It's time for ya ass to retreat, huh (woah)
Put that on the gang, huh, heard what I said? (let's go, let's go!)
Bitch, don't
like that one but ima switch that bitch up (ad libs) yea yea yea
Bad bitch
On her shit
Get money
Stay lit
Puling niggas
24/7 cause I'm that bitch
back,
Finding the stash better bury the rest of it,
Can't censor this,
Can't get the respect that I went to give,
Get tempted in,
Ten steps to eventually
Ayo Sam
She gonna shake it for the cash
Little thotty she throwing it back
Boutta break her back
And thats no cap
I'm a big dog making it splash aye
maybe you could put me wrong
Maybe you just need a hug, come so we can get it on real talk
I got demons on my shoulder so it's hard to heal
And girl my
I'm like boom bitch, get back
This choppa' got some kick back
If A nigga talkin' ima let bro push his Shit back
Huh!
Fat head franklins in my
on fire
CHS butha pass the lighter
Let me get this bitches number
Baby girl yeah undercover
Messenge back I will see later
This bitch had me on fire
Grab
played the cross
He thinking he lit niggas running with sauce, switch, smack it im taking it off
Never trying to go back to them days so I rap like im
play the victim
Make me seem crazy, question ability
I had to get out my feelings
Had to get back on my business
I didn't peep your intentions
Whole time
to back at the same time
Fucked my ex twice you could say I hit the same dime
Call my phone up you get no ring it's not the same line
Yeah I'm back
about the old back
And fuck 12, that white bitch ain't get my call back
It was me, my brother, my mama's sister, and my step pops
Badass kid used to hit
Diego
Girl your body got me looking like I
Yeah Yeah
I don't feel I can hold back
Get me
When I ride by just want you in my ride
Why you always
yo' back
Goin' smack from a country-ass gold teeth chicken eatin' mack
'Cause I'm a player that get sweet and gushy
I take your bitch to my crib
do.
first you rise then u fall then u get right back up
and get where you going baby
then you rise then u fall then u get right back up
with where are
him
But they never really get out there and go
So back to the fact
That we out to relax
And say: hey, I'm saved
No need for me to act
Instead of growing
him
But they never really get out there and go
So back to the fact
That we out to relax
And say: hey, I'm saved
No need for me to act
Instead of growing
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