Throwback(feat. Chris Brown) (Explicit)

Go crazy to this

Go crazy to this

Go crazy to this

All my b**ches get together

Go crazy to this

Go crazy to this

Go crazy to this

Go crazy to this

All my b**ches get together

Go crazy to this

And throw that back throw that back)

Don't be scared, b**ch throw back

This dick right here is cleaner

Than a hypochondriac

Po' that yack, po' that yack

This flow, you know that's crack

This beat, you know that track

I put my city on, you be on the map

Two hands when she on, like a scooter

She told me she wish she knew me sooner

If I hit her wit' a new maneuver

What she gon' do? Scream hallelujah!

Her eyes rollin', she gone

She gettin' in her zone

And when she gimme dat look

Then Im'a do whatever I want

Go crazy to this

Go crazy to this

Go crazy to this

All my b**ches get together

Go crazy to this

Go crazy to this

Go crazy to this

Go crazy to this

All my b**ches get together

Go crazy to this

And throw that back, throw that back

Don't play b**ch, throw that back

And throw that back, throw that back

Don't play b**ch, throw that back

Throw that back, throw that back

Ba-ba-ba throw that back

Throw that back, throw that back

Don't play girl, throw that back

Don't play wit' it

I'm a lay in it

I'm a paint yo walls, I'm a spray in it

Never go licky licky wit' my face in it

If it's country wood, then you takin' it

I said my chain so bright I'mma vacation in it

And you fake a** ni**a ain't made of sh*t

I got a hundred fifty racks just to show up

You had to pay? Ni**a I got paid to sit

I bet yo girl know me

A young ni**a but I'm feelin' like a OG

Add a 'r' and a 'y', that's a orgy

I got her legs in the sky

She gon' walk a bunch of life with no feet

She said her booty from the motherland

She started wobblin'

And poppin' like a rubber band

I'm throwin' ten racks with my right

She told me grab her a** wit' my other hand

Go crazy to this

Go crazy to this

Go crazy to this

All my b**ches get together

Go crazy to this

Go crazy to this

Go crazy to this

Go crazy to this

All my b**ches get together

Go crazy to this

And throw that back

Throw that back

Don't play b**ch

Throw that back

Throw that back, throw that back

Don't play b**ch

Throw that back

Throw that back

Throw that back

Ba-ba-ba throw that back

Throw that back

Throw that back

Throw that back

Don't play girl throw that back

I'm a pimp, did ya know that

Bobby Ray finna throw that

And when I throw that, D I never hold back

Hoes lookin' for me like a lo-jack

'Ca-Cause she wanna ride it like she stole it

That camel toe, I'm finna poke it

She got her best friend wit' her

And we playin' hokey-pokey

She jus' tryna focus on this wood in this pine

Bow down to the wood like a shrine

I be the 6, you be the 9

That's the only time

You'll be less than a dime

Girl it's showin' time

Time to stretch, time to whine

I wanna see you wind

I wanna put it on your mind

When I see you grind

Give life to the death

Give sight to the blind

I wanna hit it from the back

Like "Aah-aah-aah!"

Look

Go crazy to this

Go crazy to this

Now I'm in the pipe cause

You ain't f**kin' her right

A ni**a lazy as sh*t

They go crazy to this

I could go crazy to this

Soon as that song drop

That thong drop

Just shake that

Throw that back

Throw that back

Don't play b**ch

Throw that back

Throw that back, throw that back

Don't play b**ch

Throw that back

Throw that back

Throw that back

Ba-ba-ba throw that back

Throw that back

Throw that back

Don't paly girl

Throw that back