Texty:
That Was Something Back Down Lady

gonna forget about me? [x2] Well back down lady, back down. Fix it up fix it up. You let your ego cause a messy thing. And sit down lady, sit down

do it, let's do it 'Cause I gotta feeling, woohoo, that tonight's gonna be a good night That tonight's gonna be a good night That tonight's gonna be

blisters Body that smells like the New York mets Arm pits all nappy packed full of sweat I hope this something that you never forget Tie that freak

got title back compare me to dat when the world needed tip ask where he was at but where he need something back nigga fade to black talking shit behind his back

you do aim Or get in something more sinister You gotta be the finisher, make it so the doctors, they can't replenish him Or bring him back to life, back

'm about to lay your body down Rodeo be like up and down 'Bout to show you how I throw down It's about to be a showdown I'm about to lay your body down

love you the same But I fell down every time that you Came, Came, Came Every time that you came

of the middle, came a lady She whispered in my ear something crazy, she said Spill the wine and take that pearl Spill the wine and take that pearl Spill the wine and take that

chill You betta back down before you get smacked down, you betta chill You betta go on get out my face girl, you betta chill You betta back down before you get smacked down