XSO Drive, Red Cafe - Can I Get It Back lyrics
[XSO Drive, Red Cafe - Can I Get It Back lyrics]
Hold up (yeah)
New release from the borough of Brooklyn
Three ladies called XSO, Café let's go
Pull up freeze I just wanna
Get between your knees
That's too much to ask I'm in the breeze
Rooftop gone
Gucci top on All hot like popcorn shit
Kinda lucky you got me
Look ma you'd be nothing without me
Them debit cards easily revoke
Plus, I'm from the hood, I'm easily provoked
You won't get fresh off my account
Your name comes off of my account
And don't think I won't make
That red dot and give you pink eye
(Get outta here, pow)
Now that we split up, you want me to give up
All that you gave but what about our love
In time can it be replaced you
Never thought about me, babe
I see you haven't changed a bit
'cause you're still acting shy of it
Guess you forgot it I never was a silly chick
And you could never get back this
You can stop always callin' (Callin')
Complaining, stressing about something
(Complaining, stressing) can I get it back
All my love, can I get it back, no, I can't
All my time, can I get it back, no, I can't
Sold all my rings, can I get it back, no
You can't all you gave, can I get it back
No, you can't, no, you can't, xSO
How can you blame me you took my love
And ran away expecting me to feel guilty
But what about my pain and tears
Can it be replaced it's all been erased
Wanted you all back
I see you think I'm crazy
Guess you forgot it I never was a silly chick
(Shit) and you could never get back this
You can stop always callin' (Callin')
Complaining, stressing about something
(Complaining, stressing) can I get it back
All my love, can I get it back, no, I can't
All my time, can I get it back, no, I can't
Sold all my rings, can I get it back, no
You can't all you gave, can I get it back
No, you can't, no, you can't, SO
All I need in this life is sin
Is a down ass chick and you ain't it
Thought you was real but you ain't shit
You can ride in a truck but you can't sit
See you must call me Mr scrooge, all dot
My dot no shit, no, for you
But, if I spend I'mma really spend
I'll put you on an Island next to Gilligan
And it's way too late for the boo hoo's
Sorry, game over, you lose
Saw you're new, man, I keep it all cool
And I got a new thorough
Chick to feed me tacos
New release from the borough of Brooklyn
Three ladies called XSO, Café let's go
Pull up freeze I just wanna
Get between your knees
That's too much to ask I'm in the breeze
Rooftop gone
Gucci top on All hot like popcorn shit
Kinda lucky you got me
Look ma you'd be nothing without me
Them debit cards easily revoke
Plus, I'm from the hood, I'm easily provoked
You won't get fresh off my account
Your name comes off of my account
And don't think I won't make
That red dot and give you pink eye
(Get outta here, pow)
Now that we split up, you want me to give up
All that you gave but what about our love
In time can it be replaced you
Never thought about me, babe
I see you haven't changed a bit
'cause you're still acting shy of it
Guess you forgot it I never was a silly chick
And you could never get back this
You can stop always callin' (Callin')
Complaining, stressing about something
(Complaining, stressing) can I get it back
All my love, can I get it back, no, I can't
All my time, can I get it back, no, I can't
Sold all my rings, can I get it back, no
You can't all you gave, can I get it back
No, you can't, no, you can't, xSO
How can you blame me you took my love
And ran away expecting me to feel guilty
But what about my pain and tears
Can it be replaced it's all been erased
Wanted you all back
I see you think I'm crazy
Guess you forgot it I never was a silly chick
(Shit) and you could never get back this
You can stop always callin' (Callin')
Complaining, stressing about something
(Complaining, stressing) can I get it back
All my love, can I get it back, no, I can't
All my time, can I get it back, no, I can't
Sold all my rings, can I get it back, no
You can't all you gave, can I get it back
No, you can't, no, you can't, SO
All I need in this life is sin
Is a down ass chick and you ain't it
Thought you was real but you ain't shit
You can ride in a truck but you can't sit
See you must call me Mr scrooge, all dot
My dot no shit, no, for you
But, if I spend I'mma really spend
I'll put you on an Island next to Gilligan
And it's way too late for the boo hoo's
Sorry, game over, you lose
Saw you're new, man, I keep it all cool
And I got a new thorough
Chick to feed me tacos