Back In Style (Interlude)

They say, "Nothing lasts forever," but I hope this does Oh-oh, oh-oh Yeah, I'm on high, like you wanna find out You wanna find out, oh my, oh-oh They say, "Nothing lasts forever," but I hope this does Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Yeah, I'm on high, I don't wanna fall back down Oh-oh Coke Boy, baby With me, you'll have the time in your life It don't take much for me to set the vibe It be the little things I do to make you smile You ain't feel this good in a while God strike me down if I'm lyin' Put my right hand on the Koran I know that you ain't feel this good in a while But don't trip, 'cause real niggas back in style Baby, don't trip, them niggas dead still Shittin' on them hoes is your best skill Ain't no way you should be thinkin' 'bout your ex still Or your next meal She ain't seen the gym in weeks, but she flex still I just iced out her wrist, her Patek's real I might give the world to my baby, yeah I don't like to talk much, I'd just rather do it I just woke up, but Why did my friend call me last night And she told me that you're a ho And that I shouldn't be fucking with you And that you're for everybody But I'm done I choose listening to everyone, 'cause I miss you, I don't wanna see you With me, you'll have the time in your life It don't take much for me to set the vibe It be the little things I do to make you smile You ain't feel this good in a while God strike me down if I'm lyin' Put my right hand on the Koran I know that you ain't feel this good in a while But don't trip, 'cause real niggas back in style Ola amor I've been thinking about you And I know you've been thinking about me too I keep replaying that night over and over I'm just saying, what are we doing again? Call me when you get this, bye