French Montana, Harry Fraud - Sweetest Thing lyrics

Words came to me that I wrote on
The back of my boarding pass words for you
I called to you, you passed me by
Singing long goodbyes made you cry
I went away again to play a show
What I had to say, you'll never know
So I caught my plane and I hit the sky
30 thousand feet, yeah up so high
I'm lonely as I'm sitting here
Watching the clouds go by
The song is just a star
To make up for all the time we've been apart
And all it has to say
Is what I tried to say today

Gon' bust it wide, get me in the mood
Still gettin' high with the same old crew
Gon' bend it over from the
Back and make it talk
We ain't gotta put a title
On to play your part
Real niggas back in style
Real bitches back in style
Real niggas back in style
She gon' put it in
Was the sweetest thing she ever said
"Hit it from the back" was the
Sweetest thing she ever said
Gon' bend it over, baby, gon' make it talk
We ain't gotta put a title
On to play your part

Baby I always come back for you
Baby I always come back for you
She don't like R&B, she like a thug
Every time goin' deep, she fall in love
On the island, Dominican rum
Bend it over from the back
'til your leg get numb
Baby, forever be my lady
Twisted off the Yac and the purp
Montana been waitin' if I ever came in your
Mouth without tellin' yah, my fault
Baby gon' bend down, hit the bottom
Don't talk
Baby please, got the same friends, enemies


Real niggas back in style
Real bitches back in style
Real niggas back in style
Real bitches back in style