I just want to pick you up, can it go down? Hit you in the backseat, can it go down? I just want to pick you up, can it go down? Hit you in the backseat, can it go down? Can it go down, baby, can it go down? Lord, you a dixie when it go down Hit you in the backseat, when it went down When it goes down
In the back of that Rolls Royce, yeah, I been talking less (Hey) Okay, he say, and she say, but that's all for the flex Okay, she saves my keepsakes, but that's all for the sex And then ran into homegirl, like, "God damn, what's next?" Went and turned around back in the crib 'cause she didn't read my text I know there's something there about you baby, that you couldn't clean my mess So I walked out with my hoodie on, and I'm lowkey [?] And I couldn't be your [?] baby, now I'm new and I'm your best Baby, take my ha-a-and I wanna be your man I need you to understand Show you I can, show you I can (Can it go down?)
I just want to pick you up, can it go down? Hit you in the backseat, can it go down? I just want to pick you up, can it go down? Hit you in the backseat, can it go down? Can it go down, baby, can it go down? Lord, you a dixie when it go down Hit you in the backseat, when it went down When it goes down
Twenty-five, the life a certified lover Keep me cool, she keep me cool undercover Backseat, I never ever used a rubber I'm in H-Town, it's going down, sip the syrup tonight And I wanna be here for the rest of my life And I pray to God it's heated just for night You know I beat it when you call me a ride And you know I wanna ride up [?] tonight For the rest of my life I'm on the southside, needed to know It'll be one hell of a night (Can it go down?)
[Backseat]
Hey You know you got it, I love that shit You know I want it, no lying I can fuck you in the backseat, backseat, backseat I can fuck you in the backseat, backseat, backseat You know you got it Woah, is it something that I need to know? We been' sippin', screwin', movin' slow Shawty in here calling my name Got my ice and my jewels and I fuck you all night long Lonely, I been waiting, you finna have my baby Don't touch my hand, baby I can do it on my own I'ma love you on the mattress and get tragic Got me flying on the freeway with traffic I can fuck you in the backseat I can fuck you in the backseat I can fuck you in the backseat, backseat, backseat (Can it go down?)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
