bedroom Lyrics

Yeah, yeah

Back for me

Baby won't you throw that ass back for me (back)

You'll be hooked on it like a latch to me (latch, chink)

If I was down-down bad would you even give racks to me (hunnit racks)

Don't you even get attached to me

Not even if it's gradually

Not even if it's casual

Hit me on the phone and say you got a match for me (say you got a match)

Swerving out on 290

Drive this bitch like it's 180

Sippin' like the mid 90s

Got me feeling like the barre baby

Got me feeling like it's all gravy

All white benz call it Slim Shady

Six rings like you Tom Brady

You gone throw it back like you Tom Brady

Way Back

Baby won't you throw that ass Way Back

We be making love in the Maybach

Tell me that you love me why you say that

If I'm gone then you already know

Why you wanna leave me in the cold

If you need me then just hit me on the low

Need then just hit me on the phone

If you need me then just meet me on the (Side)

Meet me outside nigga

Main thang 'cause I ain't no side nigga

Say ya life feeling like a rollercoaster

Well imma be the one that's on the ride witcha

Imma be the one that's on the side witcha

Money counter (fffddrt) counting my riches

Holiday take you to Dubai tripping

I ain't even have to tell a lie to get cha'

I been on my own mixing up my juice

Don't pick up my phone

Pick it up for you

Tryna set the tone

'Vite you to my room

Got something to do

But first you should come through 'fore I'm gone

Baby, don't stop

Baby, don't stop

Baby, don't stop

Ba-ba-baby, don't stop

I wanna get