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Armon Wiggins
Armon Wiggins
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Kodey Weary
Kodey Weary
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Baby, I love how you do it Baby, I keep on pursuing
Loving you got me so stupid Loving you got me so stupid
Baby, I know what you want We can run it back, back
Back, back Let me hit it from the back, back
Back, back Keep throwing that ass, ass
Ass, ass Keep throwing it back
Baby, put it on me If you a real bitch, then come show me
Cause you know I'm gon' put it down And we go round and rounds
Can we just fuck, no discussion Fuckin' with you, yeah, you got me in trouble
I'ma keep on calling for more Soon as you reach the doors
I'ma hit your phone No one does it better
No one does it better When I hit your phone
You already know I'm tryna run it back, back
Back, back Can we run it back, back, back
Back, back I see you in town
Let me show you around It's been a while
Since you touched down Last time that we spoke, yeah
I already know, yeah We ain't gotta get into all that
I'm tryna pull up in the all matte black Circle the block, yeah, pull up right there
Hold on, baby, let me adjust my chair Look at my face, gon' wet it up
Freaky ass ****, I'ma tear it up You know the vibes when we linking up
I'm tryna run it back, back, back Back, back
Cause I miss it like that Back, back, back, back
When I hit your phone You already know I'm tryna run it back, back
Back, back
Written by: Armon Wiggins, Kodey Weary
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