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She's in the back seat, man 'cause shotguns make her nervous
In the back seat of the van 'cause niggas love to touch her
Got a big ol' ass, got it from her momma
Yeah, a thick ol' ass; Anything she want, she got it (Po' it up)
Taking shots of that alcohol (Light it up)
Gettin' high, don't wanna hit the ground
She's in his bedroom; turn the pictures
"But before we get it cracking, $300, muhfuckaaah!"
She was like
"Gimme them stacks! Gettin' money, drive cars, got jewels?
Let's talk about that!
Gimme clothes, gimme shoes! Hell yeah, let's yap about that!
I'm a little bit better than most girls, I'm so thorough
Got a love game, I'ma make you insane when I make your toes curl
Like oh, girl! Wow!"

She's in the back seat, ah-hah
She's in the back seat, ah-haaaaaah
The kinda loving you ain't used to, can't find that shit on YouTube
You're just a backseat girl (Woah)
You're just a backseat girl (Woah)
The kinda woman you ain't used to
Just put away your heart 'cause baby girl we're going down

(Po' it up) Right now baby girl we're going down
(Light it up!) Get high (High) baby (Baby) we ain't coming down
(Po' it up) Right now, baby girl, we're going down
(Light it up!) Get high (High) baby (Baby) we ain't coming down

You ain't never seen nothin' like her before, nah
(Just put a show on for me girl)
She cute but loves the drama (Just put a show on for me girl)
Why you talkin' to me at 3 o'clock in the morning?
Why you ain't smashing me but my homies?
Why you got a man and sending me photos?
Why don't you just leave like the third song but (Po' it up!)
Take a shot of that alcohol (Light it up)
Oh, girl, you owe me one
Said you're done, you found Jesus,
Oh, my God, you look so good in them pictures

Oh, I get it! You want him, him, him, him, her, you and me—forget it
You lookin' for love, lookin' for love, lookin' for love,
Play tennis with yourself
No more backhands in the back of a black van
Damn, girl, you better than that
You know you better than that, I know better than that
That's why you never gave it up, huh?
Still got love for ya

She's in the back seat, ah-hah
She's in the back seat, ah-haaaaaah
The kinda loving you ain't used to, can't find that shit on YouTube
You're just a backseat girl (Woah)
You're just a backseat girl (Woah)
The kinda woman you ain't used to
Just put away your heart 'cause baby girl we're going down
(Yeah, yeah)

(Po' it up) Right now baby girl we're going down
(Light it up!) Get high (High) baby (Baby) we ain't coming down
(Right now) Right now, baby girl, we're going down
(Light it up!) Get high (High) baby (Baby) we ain't coming down
Put on a fuckin' show for me girl



Credits
Writer(s): Martin Merrique, Darryl Samuel
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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