Young Throwback, Eric Bellinger - Throwback lyrics
[Young Throwback, Eric Bellinger - Throwback lyrics]
Work hard, stacking paper
Handle business like a boss
You hustle hard, no days off
I admire that, your fine ass
Rose in your wine glass
Michael Kors, Tom Ford
Your round ass, south side
She bad, outside, I need that new edition
Round camp van, something I can't pass
I'm like your don, A$AP
No Rocky though, unless we in the bed
I can knock you out, go a couple rounds
Talking 'bout, want the candle wax
I can burn you out, Mr Officer
She dress to kill, use handcuffs
You know I will, don't wait key
She's safe with me when I'm on the road
She wait for me when I touchdown
I'm on the beat, catch everything
She throw at me, making money game
Like CB, her pretty brown eyes
That's all me, that's all me
All I do is think of you
All I do is think of you
And that pretty brown round
Is driving me wild
Sound like a throwback song
Sound like a throwback
Love it when you throw it back on me
Go ahead throw it back
All I do is think of you
All I do is think of you
And that pretty brown round
It's like a throwback
Miss Chanel, can't walk like you
Miss they had them curves too
Wish they had a nigga like me
Give compliments, buy meals too
Girl your smile like J Lo
Beyonce, I see your halo
Flawless like diamonds
You killing shit without trying
Miss independent, she got her own
She cashing cheques, don't need a loan
Fashion week, she killing Rome
Sitting courtside, her second home
She drop the top on that new thing
Mercedes Benz, that coupe thing
Do anything for my boo thing
Tie her down like shoe strings
All I do is think of you
You know true, I group
Your body shape like a hourglass
See how fast a mile pass
You got me sprung, you know that
She curving, she show that
But, I'm up to bat like Bo Jack
And I can act the part, she love that yeah
All I do is think of you
All I do is think of you
And that pretty brown round
Is driving me wild
Sound like a throwback song
Sound like a throwback
Love it when you throw it back on me
Go ahead throw it back
All I do is think of you
All I do is think of you
And that pretty brown round
It's like a throwback