Back Seat

Pull up like a monk, Devil's in the trunk
Why you here if your shit don't bump?
Their shit never run
All my tracks like Forrest Gump
I ain't sayin' nothing
Why you in the cut
Lookin' like a chump
Couldn't be me

I'm on the phone, don't ask me, uh
DM blown, don't at me, uh
If you tryna get nasty
I'm Rick James, got boots on your back seat, uh
I'm on the phone, don't ask me, uh
DM blown, don't at me, uh
If you tryna get nasty

I'm Rick James, got boots on your back seat

I'm Rick James, got boots on your back seat

Will you stay by baby?
Will you say bye bye?
I'm Rick James, got boots on your back seat
Will you stay by baby?
Will you say bye bye?
I'm Rick James, got boots on your back seat

I'm on the phone, don't ask me, uh
DM blown, don't at me, uh
If you tryna get nasty
I'm Rick James, got boots on your back seat, uh
I'm on the phone, don't ask me, uh
DM blown, don't at me, uh
If you tryna get nasty
I'm Rick James, got boots on your back seat, uh

I'm on the phone
DM blown
I'm on the phone
DM blown

I'm on the phone
DM blown
If you tryna get nasty
I'm Rick James, got boots on your back seat

Will you stay by baby?
Will you say bye bye?
I'm Rick James, got boots on your back seat
Will you stay by baby?
Will you say bye bye?
I'm Rick James, got boots on your back seat



Credits
Writer(s): Anna Lunoe, Michael Di Francesco, Orlando Higginbottom, Jack Glass, Sheldon Young, Kofi Owusu Ansah
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