"Old Time Sake" lyrics
(feat. Bryson Tiller)
Huh, for old times' sake, we should run it back
Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back
'Cause we messed up, can't leave it at that
And we moved on, but I'm needing it back
For old times' sake, you should bring it back
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
'Cause your face too pretty and that ass too fat
And that ass too fat, and that ass too fat, yeah
Face too pretty and that ass too fat
And that ass too fat (Uh), and that ass too fat
I know you miss being with a bitch like me (Haha)
Thick like me, rich like me, popping like me (Miami)
You know these hoes ain't built like me (Nah)
And he like the way I get on top of the D (Woah)
How can a nigga move on when he been in this? (How?)
Deep stroke, backstroke, he tryna swim in this (Yow)
I done gave it to him once, now he need a fix (Ooh)
I can't blame when this pussy have a nigga blitzed (Haha, brr)
Face card expensive, now he tryna spend the racks (Racks)
Ass so fat, he been tryna run it back (Run it back)
A dog in some heat how these niggas get attached (Uh)
If he quiet on the creek, he might make it out the chat, uh
For old times' sake, we should run it back
Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back
'Cause we messed up, can't leave it at that
And we moved on, but I'm needing it back
For old times' sake, you should bring it back
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
'Cause your face too pretty and that ass too fat
And that ass too fat, and that ass too fat, yeah
Face too pretty and that ass too fat
And that ass too fat, and that ass too fat
How many missed calls get a nigga off me? (Brr)
He tryna run it back, got his hoes salty (Ugh)
He be on my body like a white tee (Tee)
Tell me all the time he wanna make me wifey (Wife)
For old times' sake, I fuck him and I leave (Leave)
I knew that he was sprung, he text, "Caresha, please" (Please)
Hating hoes in they feelings that he chose me (Me)
Bitches in the mall, I be in the Maldives (Gone)
He know it's fat, so a nigga can't wait
Run it back, run it back, put that ass on a plate (Ow)
He know it's fat, so a nigga can't wait
Run it back, run it back, put that ass on a plate (Ow)
For old times' sake, we should run it back
Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back
'Cause we messed up, can't leave it at that
And we moved on, but I'm needing it back
For old times' sake, you should bring it back
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
'Cause your face too pretty and that ass too fat
And that ass too fat, and that ass too fat, yeah
Face too pretty and that ass too fat
And that ass too fat, and that ass too fat
Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back
'Cause we messed up, can't leave it at that
And we moved on, but I'm needing it back
For old times' sake, you should bring it back
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
'Cause your face too pretty and that ass too fat
And that ass too fat, and that ass too fat, yeah
Face too pretty and that ass too fat
And that ass too fat (Uh), and that ass too fat
I know you miss being with a bitch like me (Haha)
Thick like me, rich like me, popping like me (Miami)
You know these hoes ain't built like me (Nah)
And he like the way I get on top of the D (Woah)
How can a nigga move on when he been in this? (How?)
Deep stroke, backstroke, he tryna swim in this (Yow)
I done gave it to him once, now he need a fix (Ooh)
I can't blame when this pussy have a nigga blitzed (Haha, brr)
Face card expensive, now he tryna spend the racks (Racks)
Ass so fat, he been tryna run it back (Run it back)
A dog in some heat how these niggas get attached (Uh)
If he quiet on the creek, he might make it out the chat, uh
For old times' sake, we should run it back
Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back
'Cause we messed up, can't leave it at that
And we moved on, but I'm needing it back
For old times' sake, you should bring it back
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
'Cause your face too pretty and that ass too fat
And that ass too fat, and that ass too fat, yeah
Face too pretty and that ass too fat
And that ass too fat, and that ass too fat
How many missed calls get a nigga off me? (Brr)
He tryna run it back, got his hoes salty (Ugh)
He be on my body like a white tee (Tee)
Tell me all the time he wanna make me wifey (Wife)
For old times' sake, I fuck him and I leave (Leave)
I knew that he was sprung, he text, "Caresha, please" (Please)
Hating hoes in they feelings that he chose me (Me)
Bitches in the mall, I be in the Maldives (Gone)
He know it's fat, so a nigga can't wait
Run it back, run it back, put that ass on a plate (Ow)
He know it's fat, so a nigga can't wait
Run it back, run it back, put that ass on a plate (Ow)
For old times' sake, we should run it back
Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back
'Cause we messed up, can't leave it at that
And we moved on, but I'm needing it back
For old times' sake, you should bring it back
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back
'Cause your face too pretty and that ass too fat
And that ass too fat, and that ass too fat, yeah
Face too pretty and that ass too fat
And that ass too fat, and that ass too fat
