Back Seat

Yeah

You know I like it nasty
Come meet me in the backseat
I don't need nothin' fancy
Just slide over my panties
You know I like it nasty
I think you understand me
I don't need nothin' fancy
Just slide over my panties

You know I need it real good
Real-real good, real-real good
You know I need it real good
Real-real good, real-real good (aha, ayy)

You know I keep it classy, but Saweetie like 'em nasty
Pop, pop, two shots, I'ma pop it like a Xanny (pop, pop, pop)
Gas up the jet, nigga, take me to Miami
Fresh fruit, looking at my titty while I'm tanning, please

Take it hella deep, ooh, that's my expertise
Squirt like a soda, suck it off your teeth
Yeah, that volleyball booty, I keep him up, caffeine
With the lullaby pussy, I put 'em right to sleep

I'ma rap, but I'm workin' on my patience (that's right)
High heels, high class, high maintenance (uh-huh)
He wanna put the spatula right in my cake mix (mwah)
Hm, I might let him taste it

You know I like it nasty (uh-huh), come meet me in the backseat (yeah)
I don't need nothin' fancy, just slide over my panties
You know I like it nasty (uh), I think you understand me (uh)
I don't need nothin' fancy (that's right), just slide over my panties (okay)

You know I need it real good
Real-real good, real-real good
You know I need it real good
Real-real good, real-real good

I give a dose of that Britney, make it toxic (bleh)
A little mix with the pretty and some tonic (yeah)
I'm only steppin' out if I can make a profit (uh-huh)
I got a spot, I was hopin' you could find it (wait)
Well, let's rewind it, oh

Fuck a minute man, we on round 22
When he outta town, I play with it on Zoom
You say you backed up, I make it shoot to the moon (wee)
If I don't swallow, daddy, that'd be rude

Saweetie fine in real life, make a nigga blink twice
Hooked on my body, that's a healthy-ass vice
Don't be callin' my phone in the middle of the night, haha

You know I like it nasty (uh-huh)
Come meet me in the backseat (yeah)
I don't need nothin' fancy
Just slide over my panties (hmm)
You know I like it nasty (uh)
I think you understand me (uh)
I don't need nothin' fancy (that's right)
Just slide over my panties (okay)

You know I need it real good
Real-real good, real-real good
You know I need it real good
Real-real good, real-real good, ooh, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Diamonte Harper, Mike Crook, Brandon Hamlin, . Kaine, Ryan Ogren, Alyssa Lourdiz Cantu
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