Rewind Lyrics

(Yeah yeah)

(Oouuu)

It's red

Yeah

Ouuu baby pour me up (Pour me up)

Got three bars in the double cup

Ouuu baby show me love (Show me love)

Cant read your mind tell me what you want

Ouuu when is you pulling up? (Pulling up)

Got to have fun imma roll up some

Ouuu girl what is up? (What is up?)

I know you're with your friends but you hit me up (Hit me up)

Aye

Come over (Yeah)

Got to hit it fast maybe slower

Ouuu aye I don't know her (Yeah)

Pin her on the wall like a poster

Ouuu aye bend her over

Get a lot of money I don't even got to show her

Ouuu aye what's the move bae?

I love your body hit rewind like a movie

Ouuu damn think I messed up

I was acting funny I forgot to get my check up

Ouuu 6 throw the set up (Set up)

You could never show me no one better (Better)

Ouuu aye got her wetter (Wetter)

Dripping more than top of umbrella (-brella)

Ouuu aye take her dress off (Dress off)

I got her licking all of red up

Ouuu baby pour me up (Pour me up)

Got three bars in my double cup

Ouuu baby show me love (Show me love)

Cant read your mind tell me what you want

Ouuu when is you pulling up? (Pulling up)

Got to have fun imma roll up some

Ouuu girl what is up? (What is up?)

I know you're with your friends but you hit me up (Hit me up)

Put your hands up

Put your hands up

Everybody in the club put your hands up

Put your hands up

Put your hands up

Like it's a stick up and I'm bout' to rob your mans huh

Put your hands up

Put your hands up

Everybody in the club put your hands up

Put your hands up

Put your hands up

Everybody in this bitch want to dance huh?

Ouuu sorry that I'm late again

Roll up a blunt now I'm baked like an apron

My little blade match the mask it's my favorite

Cant keep on rapping they catching the cadence then

Then roll up again I don't know what to rap about

Roll up again you can't hang cause you blacking out

Chill with the gang you a fan and you clapping loud

I just might pop any opp around me

Face on the curb if he talk out his teeth

Bought like three bags incase a nigga got fees

Empty my plate it's not covered in cheese

Lil red be so cold they might call me a sneeze

Achoo

Empty the mag I ain't fucking with you

Cause bitches be bitches and niggas be fools

Lil red what it is lil red what it do

I count up them bands and them strips baby blue

Ouuu

Ouuu

Red