Throw It Back (feat. Deuce Poppi)

If I give it to you daddy would you throw it back?
If I give it to you daddy would you throw it back?
If I give it to you daddy would you throw it back
Throw it back, throw, throw it back?

If I give it to you daddy would you throw it back?
If I give it to you daddy would you throw it back
Throw it back, throw, throw it back?
Throw it back, throw, throw it back

If I give it to you, you gotta throw it back
Gimme the cheese and the keys to yo' Maybach
You wanna touch for free, I don't play dat
And if your money ain't right, nigga stay back

You better think twice, I like pink ice
Louis Vuitton boots with the mink tights
I ain't no cheap, chick you gotta throw it back
We gotta go to the mall boy and blow some stacks

And I ain't no gold digger
But you fin' to pay for this car note nigga
You gotta pay to play, everybody's ain't able
Damn, be a man, bring somethin' to the table

If I give it to you daddy would you throw it back?
If I give it to you daddy would you throw it back?
If I give it to you daddy would you throw it back
Throw it back, throw, throw it back?

If I give it to you daddy would you throw it back?
If I give it to you daddy would you throw it back
Throw it back, throw, throw it back?
Throw it back, throw, throw it back

Give it to me, let me see you drop it fast
Girl we could go to Phipps pass and get to poppin' tags
Or we could ball through the mall, tear shoppin' bags
And take you straight to the tail so I could chop that ass

Uh, you wanna ride, we could swerve in the Vette
I'll fuck you from the back done pinched yo' nerve and yo' neck
That pussy so good you deserve you a check
You want that ice on your hands with the birds 'round your neck

Uh, but I ain't no trickin' nigga
I'm a trap cook crack up in the kitchen nigga
But I will lay pipe 'til that coochie dead
Nigga squirtin' on curtains and Gucci spreads

If I give it to you daddy would you throw it back?
If I give it to you daddy would you throw it back?
If I give it to you daddy would you throw it back
Throw it back, throw, throw it back?

If I give it to you daddy would you throw it back?
If I give it to you daddy would you throw it back
Throw it back, throw, throw it back?
Throw it back, throw, throw it back

I need a, sugar daddy baller
That go to Belle Harbor and tear the mall up
Uh, I need a D to call up
To break me off and tear these sugar walls up

Heidi Floess is what they call her
I'm on the private jet and I'm alcoholed up
Miss Trina, a star is born
Spoiled and rich, a ghetto Kelly Osbourne

You know I'm in demand, you see me in Japan
I'm leanin' on your man, my jeans worth a grand
I'm still the baddest and you knowin' that
And if I, give it to you would you throw it back?

If I give it to you daddy would you throw it back?
If I give it to you daddy would you throw it back?
If I give it to you daddy would you throw it back
Throw it back, throw, throw it back?

If I give it to you daddy would you throw it back?
If I give it to you daddy would you throw it back
Throw it back, throw, throw it back?
Throw it back, throw, throw it back

Give it to me
Give it to me
Give it to me
Give it to me

Give it to me
Give it to me
Give it to me
Give it to me



Credits
Writer(s): Katrina Taylor, Khari Cain, Lasana Smith
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