Can you show me how you dance little mama
Bring it back
How you shake that ass little mama
Bring it back
You know you make me feel good
Got my chest bumping harder than the Backwood
Show me how you dance little mama
Bring it back
How you shake that ass little mama
Bring it back
You know you make me feel good
Got my chest bumping harder than the Backwood
You make me feel like I ain't fell in love yet
As if this my first time, baby I must confess
Swear I'm a ghost in the night, don't fall in line
We do this shit together, smoking a jet, popping a bean yeah
Don't tell the coppers we got dope in the attic
They gon' pull up with the choppers, ah shit, guess we gon' have it
Yeah I'mma take a bullet for you, that's out of habit
I know you won't do the same for me
But really baby, it don't matter
You want that 223's, we driving 187
'Boutta crash the whip in this bitch 911
Suicide doors gon' send your ass straight to heaven
So f*ck your whips, she ride me faster than ever
I'm 'boutta die in this pussy, I'm a dog
This why I gotta smoke a pound, moving through the fog
You taught me how to feel and I'm grateful
But right now I'm only asking one thing
For you to suspend your emotions and show me how you bring it back
Can you show me how you dance little mama
Bring it back
How you shake that ass little mama
Bring it back
You know you make me feel good
Got my chest bumping harder than the Backwood (Can you bring it back?)
Show me how you dance little mama
Bring it back
How you shake that ass little mama
Bring it back
You know you make me feel good
Got my chest bumping harder than the Backwood
Can you show me how you dance little mama
How you shake that ass little mama
Bring it back, you know you make me feel good
Got my chest bumping harder than the Backwood
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Can you show me how you dance little mama
Bring it back
How you shake that ass little mama
Bring it back
You know you make me feel good
Got my chest bumping harder than the Backwood
Show me how you dance little mama
Bring it back
How you shake that ass little mama
Bring it back
You know you make me feel good
Got my chest bumping harder than the Backwood
You make me feel like I ain't fell in love yet
As if this my first time, baby I must confess
Swear I'm a ghost in the night, don't fall in line
We do this shit together, smoking a jet, popping a bean yeah
Don't tell the coppers we got dope in the attic
They gon' pull up with the choppers, ah shit, guess we gon' have it
Yeah I'mma take a bullet for you, that's out of habit
I know you won't do the same for me
But really baby, it don't matter
You want that 223's, we driving 187
'Boutta crash the whip in this bitch 911
Suicide doors gon' send your ass straight to heaven
So f*ck your whips, she ride me faster than ever
I'm 'boutta die in this pussy, I'm a dog
This why I gotta smoke a pound, moving through the fog
You taught me how to feel and I'm grateful
But right now I'm only asking one thing
For you to suspend your emotions and show me how you bring it back
Can you show me how you dance little mama
Bring it back
How you shake that ass little mama
Bring it back
You know you make me feel good
Got my chest bumping harder than the Backwood (Can you bring it back?)
Show me how you dance little mama
Bring it back
How you shake that ass little mama
Bring it back
You know you make me feel good
Got my chest bumping harder than the Backwood
Can you show me how you dance little mama
How you shake that ass little mama
Bring it back, you know you make me feel good
Got my chest bumping harder than the Backwood
Bring it back
How you shake that ass little mama
Bring it back
You know you make me feel good
Got my chest bumping harder than the Backwood
Show me how you dance little mama
Bring it back
How you shake that ass little mama
Bring it back
You know you make me feel good
Got my chest bumping harder than the Backwood
You make me feel like I ain't fell in love yet
As if this my first time, baby I must confess
Swear I'm a ghost in the night, don't fall in line
We do this shit together, smoking a jet, popping a bean yeah
Don't tell the coppers we got dope in the attic
They gon' pull up with the choppers, ah shit, guess we gon' have it
Yeah I'mma take a bullet for you, that's out of habit
I know you won't do the same for me
But really baby, it don't matter
You want that 223's, we driving 187
'Boutta crash the whip in this bitch 911
Suicide doors gon' send your ass straight to heaven
So f*ck your whips, she ride me faster than ever
I'm 'boutta die in this pussy, I'm a dog
This why I gotta smoke a pound, moving through the fog
You taught me how to feel and I'm grateful
But right now I'm only asking one thing
For you to suspend your emotions and show me how you bring it back
Can you show me how you dance little mama
Bring it back
How you shake that ass little mama
Bring it back
You know you make me feel good
Got my chest bumping harder than the Backwood (Can you bring it back?)
Show me how you dance little mama
Bring it back
How you shake that ass little mama
Bring it back
You know you make me feel good
Got my chest bumping harder than the Backwood
Can you show me how you dance little mama
How you shake that ass little mama
Bring it back, you know you make me feel good
Got my chest bumping harder than the Backwood