Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Back, artist - Pac Div.
Date of issue: 08.03.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Back |
See back in high school I used to love to see you out in the bleachers |
The reason why I couldn’t pay attention to teachers |
The first day I seen you, I knew you were a keeper |
Fly from your hair to the sole of your sneakers |
Your first boyfriend didn’t know how to treat ya |
You laughed when you heard I put his ass in a sleeper |
Cause he didn’t deserve you, cause he had the nerve to |
Disrespect ya momma keep you out past curfew |
March 31st was the day of my pursuit |
May 25th was the day of our first woooo |
June 13th was the day that I hurt you |
And all you did was leave me with the trace of your perfume |
September 4th the new school year started |
And I heard you with Marvin well I heard he’s retarded |
I Conjured up a plan to break you up with your man |
And it all worked well we got back by college |
He don’t Hit It like I hit it boo, not like how big Mibbs Do |
My connection is spiritual, I’ll be raising my kids with you |
You just keep your body tight, make-up sex every time we fight |
I’ll get you a ring when the time is right |
When your mind is right and mine is right |
Dynamite, I’m in flight |
Feeling is if this feeling is wide open |
And I’m floating, to that wider light |
Hope you wear your tights tonight, you know that’s like my favorite theme |
Washing up with that Maybelline, like I’m hearing an angel sing (angel sing) |
Thought I was gone, but now baby it’s on |
(So glad were back together) |
Thought I was gone, but now baby it’s on |
(So glad were back together) |
Thought I was gone, but now baby it’s on |
(So glad were back together) |
Thought I was gone, but now baby it’s on |
(So glad were back together) |
Please excuse the late attendance |
We promised we’d show up, we just had to straightening business |
Cause some was hating bitches, we out here chasing riches |
Was plotting on your spot while y’all was flossing taking pictures, cheese! |
Cheddar cheese, hella trees, smell the weed |
We blowing, we floating, seven seas, speed boating |
Tell 'em freeze, we going for the safe |
See that weapon he’s holding, he’s going for the face, red dot |
Head shot, we roll up in that place, nine deep |
No line, no admission, nice try, no permission |
I’m fly, no magician trick, this is it, Mr. Ritz |
Even Ferragamo, with some vintage shit |
Don’t mention kicks 'less they 808's or |
You rocking some classic shit they don’t make boy |
I’mma tell you, I’ve been beasting on these tracks |
These other niggas thinking they can rap |
Til you throw 'em in the pit and watch them sleeping on they backs (Damn) |
Bending corners, tipping over, sipping on some Henn and Cola |
Basketball Champ, can drop 20 in some penny loafers |
Killa Cal, this the style, blow them whistles on ya |
Raised where the cops can’t wait to pull them pistols on ya |
So glad were back together |
So glad were back together |
And I’ll never let you go |
(Aw Yea, AW Yeea) |