Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Back , by - Pac Div. Release date: 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) |