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We're Back Video (MV)




Performed By: WILLIS
Length: 2:19
Written by: Willis Brown Jr.




WILLIS - We're Back Lyrics




We've been oftly quiet have we
Lost you in the static, behind scenes doing damage
Full savage for the family, new status b**** get at me, wrong turn what's the addy
Wouldn't walk down my 'avey, 'ouu, from the wrong side of Cali, true
Stray bullet to your body, I should track my tally
They quiet how he got a Death Valley if they're talking wildly
They want me badly, you'll regret it buddy come collect the bounty
Settle debts surrounding trouble met allowing flowers kept and family, funeral you found me
Writing for these n***** I'm a ghost, writing for myself I'm the goat
Used to keep from freezing with the stove with the bro, that was back when I was 20 years old
In the Q and my roots still planted in the coast, bet she'll get nasty if I triple up the gross
Make a b**** get naked and throw
I was known for different women, Willis got some different strokes
I'm the man back home, I'm back home
Riverside motherf***** got the juice and the pulp
They got shade, they got salt, they got played out their soul
They got played, I got paid, I make waves, I make dough
I just roll with the punches I might somersault
They ain't throwing no punches they're claiming assault
Talking to talk no I'll rip out your throat, get on IG and pose, ain't that timely? I know
Why they always throw stones?
Ironic skip it through the aqua, turn a groupie see the follow
Probably swimming in her grotto
Now she awkward when you call her that's the hardest pill to swallow
She a fan I think I need me twin Katana's, get a pole have them dance show the talent
Money walking in my wallet making asiago pasta
I should f*** around and buy a b**** a Saffiano Prada
But my girl won't like that, name another motherf***** thorough like that
Referral on skynet, preserve and fight back, looking in the mirror while your murals hijacked
The servers iMax, the Bureau hides that, pushing inference dial errors type less, this era digress
Her hair up digest, pressy' couple women and the crew on slide deck, if you on sight duck
On 10 with the s*** I'm signed up, Willis back oh s*** whose times up
Money on my line I'm tied up, making moves out here work lined up
Making noise out here don't mind us, Winged Few lil b**** don't try
'Lil b**** don't try us, we back 'lil b**** don't try us
Hearsay, she only f*** with you to get the rent paid
Bad little mmm from a mixed race, money heal her habits I got Dende
Pop a sensu swim in it for 10 days, Okamoto after ugh very tempting
In the kitchen hitting it I feel like I'm Ving Rhames

A little something for you
It's been a minute...
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We've been oftly quiet have we
Lost you in the static, behind scenes doing damage
Full savage for the family, new status b**** get at me, wrong turn what's the addy
Wouldn't walk down my 'avey, 'ouu, from the wrong side of Cali, true
Stray bullet to your body, I should track my tally
They quiet how he got a Death Valley if they're talking wildly
They want me badly, you'll regret it buddy come collect the bounty
Settle debts surrounding trouble met allowing flowers kept and family, funeral you found me
Writing for these n***** I'm a ghost, writing for myself I'm the goat
Used to keep from freezing with the stove with the bro, that was back when I was 20 years old
In the Q and my roots still planted in the coast, bet she'll get nasty if I triple up the gross
Make a b**** get naked and throw
I was known for different women, Willis got some different strokes
I'm the man back home, I'm back home
Riverside motherf***** got the juice and the pulp
They got shade, they got salt, they got played out their soul
They got played, I got paid, I make waves, I make dough
I just roll with the punches I might somersault
They ain't throwing no punches they're claiming assault
Talking to talk no I'll rip out your throat, get on IG and pose, ain't that timely? I know
Why they always throw stones?
Ironic skip it through the aqua, turn a groupie see the follow
Probably swimming in her grotto
Now she awkward when you call her that's the hardest pill to swallow
She a fan I think I need me twin Katana's, get a pole have them dance show the talent
Money walking in my wallet making asiago pasta
I should f*** around and buy a b**** a Saffiano Prada
But my girl won't like that, name another motherf***** thorough like that
Referral on skynet, preserve and fight back, looking in the mirror while your murals hijacked
The servers iMax, the Bureau hides that, pushing inference dial errors type less, this era digress
Her hair up digest, pressy' couple women and the crew on slide deck, if you on sight duck
On 10 with the s*** I'm signed up, Willis back oh s*** whose times up
Money on my line I'm tied up, making moves out here work lined up
Making noise out here don't mind us, Winged Few lil b**** don't try
'Lil b**** don't try us, we back 'lil b**** don't try us
Hearsay, she only f*** with you to get the rent paid
Bad little mmm from a mixed race, money heal her habits I got Dende
Pop a sensu swim in it for 10 days, Okamoto after ugh very tempting
In the kitchen hitting it I feel like I'm Ving Rhames

A little something for you
It's been a minute...
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Writer: Willis Brown Jr.
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