Raise Your Glass (Way Back)
Way back, way back, way back when
Way back, way back, way back then
Way back, way back, way back when
Way back, way back, way back then
Ha! What the brother gon' do
What your daddy gon' say, gon' say, gon' say now
They've been following God
I've been following up and down the scale
Mama told me what the bible says if I'm on the run, run
Comes the hard way now
We on the highway now
They're telling me, "Girl, move on"
I don't know the way to go to make it to the other side
Move on, move on, move on
I don't know the way to go to make it to the other side
Move on, move on, move on
Said, get, get, get, get, get your money right and your dress size
Move on, move on, move on
I'm gon' raise ma glass
Way back, way back, way back when
Way back, way back, way back then
Way back, way back, way back when
Way back, way back, way back then
Yep, I'm heaven on silk, I'm running on up
But coming on down, down, down
See a devil in a dress, and I can't quite picture
Ask me stupid @#$!%
Get it get it cause I know supreme
Let the bad man go home
Get it, get it, 'cause I know the game
Yes, my father knows
They're telling me, "Girl, move on"
I don't know the way to go to make it to the other side
Move on, move on, move on
I don't know the way to go to make it to the other side
Move on, move on, move on
Said, get, get, get, get, get your money right and your dress size
Move on, move on, move on
I'm gon' raise ma glass
Way back, way back, way back when
Way back, way back, way back then
Way back, way back, way back when
Way back, way back, my man
Raise your glass, cheers on that
Raise them up, ah, feed on that
Where you going now, where you at
Say, where you going now, where you at, 2: 40
Bring 'em high, bring 'em low
Bring it back now, now
Let me see you triple back, let it front now, now
Pour your glasses, I'm breaking all the rules
Moving on up
I'm moving on down
Say call me street funk
Who gon' tell me shuffle now
I promised you the goods
Let, let me take it up
I'll do all again and again for you
Rock 'em solid, Dee
Moving on up
I'm moving on down
Say call me street funk
Who gon' tell me shuffle now
I promised you the goods
Let, let me take it up
I'll do all again and again for you
Bring 'em high, bring 'em low
Bring it back now, now
Let me see you triple back, let it frow
Raise ya glasses, raise them high
Bring it back now, now
Let it throw
Way back, way back, way back then
Way back, way back, way back when
Way back, way back, way back then
Ha! What the brother gon' do
What your daddy gon' say, gon' say, gon' say now
They've been following God
I've been following up and down the scale
Mama told me what the bible says if I'm on the run, run
Comes the hard way now
We on the highway now
They're telling me, "Girl, move on"
I don't know the way to go to make it to the other side
Move on, move on, move on
I don't know the way to go to make it to the other side
Move on, move on, move on
Said, get, get, get, get, get your money right and your dress size
Move on, move on, move on
I'm gon' raise ma glass
Way back, way back, way back when
Way back, way back, way back then
Way back, way back, way back when
Way back, way back, way back then
Yep, I'm heaven on silk, I'm running on up
But coming on down, down, down
See a devil in a dress, and I can't quite picture
Ask me stupid @#$!%
Get it get it cause I know supreme
Let the bad man go home
Get it, get it, 'cause I know the game
Yes, my father knows
They're telling me, "Girl, move on"
I don't know the way to go to make it to the other side
Move on, move on, move on
I don't know the way to go to make it to the other side
Move on, move on, move on
Said, get, get, get, get, get your money right and your dress size
Move on, move on, move on
I'm gon' raise ma glass
Way back, way back, way back when
Way back, way back, way back then
Way back, way back, way back when
Way back, way back, my man
Raise your glass, cheers on that
Raise them up, ah, feed on that
Where you going now, where you at
Say, where you going now, where you at, 2: 40
Bring 'em high, bring 'em low
Bring it back now, now
Let me see you triple back, let it front now, now
Pour your glasses, I'm breaking all the rules
Moving on up
I'm moving on down
Say call me street funk
Who gon' tell me shuffle now
I promised you the goods
Let, let me take it up
I'll do all again and again for you
Rock 'em solid, Dee
Moving on up
I'm moving on down
Say call me street funk
Who gon' tell me shuffle now
I promised you the goods
Let, let me take it up
I'll do all again and again for you
Bring 'em high, bring 'em low
Bring it back now, now
Let me see you triple back, let it frow
Raise ya glasses, raise them high
Bring it back now, now
Let it throw
Credits
Writer(s): Iva Lamkum, Caleb Paul Robinson
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