August Alsina, Juvenile - Throwback lyrics

[August Alsina, Juvenile - Throwback lyrics]

Old school, 90's shit
Throwback know the shit
Came for a ride bitch
I'll be on that Trojan shit
Old school, pimping shit
You be on that drama shit
Cash money, hot boys
Might just be on fire shit

In the back, drinks, smoking shit
Too many girls in here
To be stuck on you I got
This whole city locked this year
Hands in the air everywhere
Lil momma tell me to move, don't be scared
In the back, drinks, smoking shit
Too many girls in here
To be stuck on you I got
This house sitting locked this year
Hands in the air everywhere
Lil momma tell me to move, don't be scared

Two could play the game
Two could play the part
To you were the words that
I said from my heart
Two way be the street, too late won't come
Cause today is the day that
Our two become on, i'm on that

Old school, 90's shit
Throwback know the shit
Came for a ride bitch
I'll be on that Trojan shit
Old school, pimping shit
You be on that drama shit
Cash money, hot boys
Might just be on fire shit
Old school, 90's shit
Throwback know the shit
Came for a ride bitch
I'll be on that Trojan shit
Old school, pimping shit
You be on that drama shit
Cash money, hot boys
Might just be on fire shit

Shots fired cause you bad, oh no
You can't get mad
You came with that attitude and I
Came with this grocery bag
Light up the sky and get high
I'm pulling something outchea tonight

Two could play the game
Two could play the part
To you were the words that
I said from my heart
Two way be the street, too late won't come
Cause today is the day that
Our two become on, i'm on that

Old school, 90's shit
Throwback know the shit
Came for a ride bitch
I'll be on that Trojan shit
Old school, pimping shit
You be on that drama shit
Cash money, hot boys
Might just be on fire shit
Old school, 90's shit
Throwback know the shit
Came for a ride bitch
I'll be on that Trojan shit
Old school, pimping shit
You be on that drama shit
Cash money, hot boys
Might just be on fire shit

I mean it when I tell it to ya
I'm close in person
Ain't no need for me to yell it to ya
I hear you talking, you ain't saying nothing
Well see you can't just put out a fire
Let's just spray something
You niggas softer than Vienna, homes
I got the juice
Just know my chopper can a hoe
We showing off so turn the cameras on
Me and my niggas in there
Wilding with bandanas on

Old school, 90's shit
Throwback know the shit
Came for a ride bitch
I'll be on that Trojan shit
Old school, pimping shit
You be on that drama shit
Cash money, hot boys
Might just be on fire shit
Old school, 90's shit
Throwback know the shit
Came for a ride bitch
I'll be on that Trojan shit
Old school, pimping shit
You be on that drama shit
Cash money, hot boys
Might just be on fire shit

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