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8k - Throw It Back Lyrics



8k - Throw It Back Lyrics
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Baby girl pop it for the bands
Or do it for your man
Throw the cash in the air
Or stuff it in your pants
If you go and pop the pussy
I'mma pop these rubber bands
Throw the cash in the air and
Hit my shmoney dance
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Yea Vicdrip, I'mma bad man
Baby girl shake that ass
On a handstand
You got one job, hit that band clap
And I'mma pop these rubber bands like a xanax
Yea I got a thing for hoes
And bad bitches with ass
Always get the assist
Cause bad bitches get passed
Always make her cum first
And I'mma finish off last
She say my dick is a curse
Cause it got her in a trance
Vicdrip, bad bitch, fat ass, grabbed it
Hate when I bust in her hair
Couldn't stand it
Super pretty, itty bitty
And her eyes really pretty
Pop a couple bottles pour the champagne on her titty
Pop it for the bands
Or do it for your man
Throw the cash in the air
Or stuff it in your pants
If you go and pop the pussy
I'mma pop these rubber bands
Throw the cash in the air and
Hit my shmoney dance
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
She gone throw it back
He gone throw a rack
Late night shift, count it up with the pack
I done seen so many throw backs
Done had a heart attack
You would think a nigga google
How they searching for my track
Shawty learned her lesson, ain't no creeping in my section
Tried to sneak off with my bezel
Took a shell to the melon
When she see the barrel
She gone throw it blessing
I'mma sit back, relax
Lighting up a pack
1k on the track and I push it to the max
If you all about the cash then go head and throw it back
Yea they know my name in follies
And in magic that's a fact
I won't save em I'm a player
I just make you double back
I'm with Vicky and he dripping
Dreco running with the sack
Made a play for the day (shawty throw it back)
She gone throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Never lack, throw it back
For a rack, for a sack
She gone throw it back
Pop it for the bands
Or do it for your man
Throw the cash in the air
Or stuff it in your pants
If you go and pop the pussy
I'mma pop these rubber bands
Throw the cash in the air and
Hit my shmoney dance
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back baby, throw it way back
Make that ass sound like
It's a hand clap
Run up hear my draco kick back
Ain't no time to react, making plays
I'm untouchable
Young legend, I'm gone never get sacked
Holding up my bags yea a nigga gotta
Serve up a pack
A lotta fake niggas I'mma stand back
Cause I don't lack, can't take heat
I'mma turn it up a notch
Running each block like it's hopscotch
Making my own moves cause
Niggas don't want it for you
Young nigga like money
I seen my fingers turning blue
F*ck all you niggas
Put my strap in your mouth
That chrome aim at you
One squeeze and that's, you
(Boom)
No assist
Whole gang pull up on you and shoot
(Bow bow)
Pop it for the bands
Or do it for your man
Throw the cash in the air
Or stuff it in your pants
If you go and pop the pussy
I'mma pop these rubber bands
Throw the cash in the air and
Hit my shmoney dance
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
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Baby girl pop it for the bands
Or do it for your man
Throw the cash in the air
Or stuff it in your pants
If you go and pop the pussy
I'mma pop these rubber bands
Throw the cash in the air and
Hit my shmoney dance
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Yea Vicdrip, I'mma bad man
Baby girl shake that ass
On a handstand
You got one job, hit that band clap
And I'mma pop these rubber bands like a xanax
Yea I got a thing for hoes
And bad bitches with ass
Always get the assist
Cause bad bitches get passed
Always make her cum first
And I'mma finish off last
She say my dick is a curse
Cause it got her in a trance
Vicdrip, bad bitch, fat ass, grabbed it
Hate when I bust in her hair
Couldn't stand it
Super pretty, itty bitty
And her eyes really pretty
Pop a couple bottles pour the champagne on her titty
Pop it for the bands
Or do it for your man
Throw the cash in the air
Or stuff it in your pants
If you go and pop the pussy
I'mma pop these rubber bands
Throw the cash in the air and
Hit my shmoney dance
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
She gone throw it back
He gone throw a rack
Late night shift, count it up with the pack
I done seen so many throw backs
Done had a heart attack
You would think a nigga google
How they searching for my track
Shawty learned her lesson, ain't no creeping in my section
Tried to sneak off with my bezel
Took a shell to the melon
When she see the barrel
She gone throw it blessing
I'mma sit back, relax
Lighting up a pack
1k on the track and I push it to the max
If you all about the cash then go head and throw it back
Yea they know my name in follies
And in magic that's a fact
I won't save em I'm a player
I just make you double back
I'm with Vicky and he dripping
Dreco running with the sack
Made a play for the day (shawty throw it back)
She gone throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Never lack, throw it back
For a rack, for a sack
She gone throw it back
Pop it for the bands
Or do it for your man
Throw the cash in the air
Or stuff it in your pants
If you go and pop the pussy
I'mma pop these rubber bands
Throw the cash in the air and
Hit my shmoney dance
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back baby, throw it way back
Make that ass sound like
It's a hand clap
Run up hear my draco kick back
Ain't no time to react, making plays
I'm untouchable
Young legend, I'm gone never get sacked
Holding up my bags yea a nigga gotta
Serve up a pack
A lotta fake niggas I'mma stand back
Cause I don't lack, can't take heat
I'mma turn it up a notch
Running each block like it's hopscotch
Making my own moves cause
Niggas don't want it for you
Young nigga like money
I seen my fingers turning blue
F*ck all you niggas
Put my strap in your mouth
That chrome aim at you
One squeeze and that's, you
(Boom)
No assist
Whole gang pull up on you and shoot
(Bow bow)
Pop it for the bands
Or do it for your man
Throw the cash in the air
Or stuff it in your pants
If you go and pop the pussy
I'mma pop these rubber bands
Throw the cash in the air and
Hit my shmoney dance
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
Throw it back, throw it back
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Writer: Andre Moss, D'Chaz Moss, dchaz moss, Wendell Dean
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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