"Back 2 You" lyrics
I been hustling since 6:45 (am)
A nascar bitch can't see me with the drive (say when)
I been holding onto sauce now they say they deprived
I don't ever gas my nigga but he always arrive...
I don't have to count my figures but they still multiply
When he dive, its too late I never seen em survive
I no lie, when I ride I always keep it inside
Now he creepin up my thigh wana give it a try
No clyde, in my bonneville
I got more time to kill
I'm off that Keisha in Cali we got all kinda kill
By day Anita in valley, at night I'm vaudeville
And why they give us reality when we wanted real?
Keep it bouncy I'm the sticky icky type
Call me on the hotline, I'm a pretty ricky rhyme
The supply, knock out a stand up guy
Make the girlies dip low put they hands up high, yea
All you ever do
Is say "I'll get back to u"
You to busy gettin it on
Wondering should I move on
All you ever do
Is say "I'll get back to u"
You too busy gettin it on
You never hit my phone
City nigga you might catch me in the function
I'm in the streets making lanes like construction
You can't tell me nothin
Save me your confession
I be giving lessons, motherfuck your questions
Fed ass niggas out of order, I object them
I could make a classic, unmastered, of my rejections
Never make a hater make you think they an exception
Gotta find a blessing
Every eye a reflection
Come here lil baby bwai
I hear your flavor fye
You need the savage to match it and I'm solidified
Sumn so serious, delirious make you teary eyed
I'm clearing baggage like United, now my body light
Lay you down, all I'm giving is a body high
Say you down
I need more color than the black and white
Making rappers dissappear I'm houdini
Trick please got the game up my sleeve
All you ever do
Is say "I'll get back to u"
You to busy gettin it on
Wondering should I move on
All you ever do
Is say "I'll get back to u"
You too busy gettin it on
You never hit my phone
Now whenever you hit my phone
I'll press ignore cause I'm not the one (one)
He know she know, she know we know
Hace frio I ain't kickin it for free
Tell Ms. Rios put new Tubmans in my jeans
All you ever do
Is say "I'll get back to you"
All you never do
Is say "I'll give you some more"
Is say "I'll give you some more"
Some more
C'mon gimme some more
C'mon gimme some more
A nascar bitch can't see me with the drive (say when)
I been holding onto sauce now they say they deprived
I don't ever gas my nigga but he always arrive...
I don't have to count my figures but they still multiply
When he dive, its too late I never seen em survive
I no lie, when I ride I always keep it inside
Now he creepin up my thigh wana give it a try
No clyde, in my bonneville
I got more time to kill
I'm off that Keisha in Cali we got all kinda kill
By day Anita in valley, at night I'm vaudeville
And why they give us reality when we wanted real?
Keep it bouncy I'm the sticky icky type
Call me on the hotline, I'm a pretty ricky rhyme
The supply, knock out a stand up guy
Make the girlies dip low put they hands up high, yea
All you ever do
Is say "I'll get back to u"
You to busy gettin it on
Wondering should I move on
All you ever do
Is say "I'll get back to u"
You too busy gettin it on
You never hit my phone
City nigga you might catch me in the function
I'm in the streets making lanes like construction
You can't tell me nothin
Save me your confession
I be giving lessons, motherfuck your questions
Fed ass niggas out of order, I object them
I could make a classic, unmastered, of my rejections
Never make a hater make you think they an exception
Gotta find a blessing
Every eye a reflection
Come here lil baby bwai
I hear your flavor fye
You need the savage to match it and I'm solidified
Sumn so serious, delirious make you teary eyed
I'm clearing baggage like United, now my body light
Lay you down, all I'm giving is a body high
Say you down
I need more color than the black and white
Making rappers dissappear I'm houdini
Trick please got the game up my sleeve
All you ever do
Is say "I'll get back to u"
You to busy gettin it on
Wondering should I move on
All you ever do
Is say "I'll get back to u"
You too busy gettin it on
You never hit my phone
Now whenever you hit my phone
I'll press ignore cause I'm not the one (one)
He know she know, she know we know
Hace frio I ain't kickin it for free
Tell Ms. Rios put new Tubmans in my jeans
All you ever do
Is say "I'll get back to you"
All you never do
Is say "I'll give you some more"
Is say "I'll give you some more"
Some more
C'mon gimme some more
C'mon gimme some more
