Throwback-B.o.B &Chris Brown

Go crazy to this, go crazy to this, go crazy to this

All my bitches get together, go crazy to this

Go crazy to this, go crazy to this, go crazy to this

All my bitches get together, go crazy to this

And throw that back (throw that back)

Don’t be scared, bitch throw back

This dick right here is cleaner than a hypochondriac

Po’ that yack, po’ that yack

This flow, you know that’s crack

This beat, you know that track

I put my city on, you be on the map

Two hands when she on, like a scooter

She told me she wish she knew me sooner

If I hit her wit’ a new maneuver

What she gon’ do? Scream hallelujah!

Her eyes rollin’, she gone

She gettin’ in her zone

And when she gimme dat look

Then Im’a do whatever I want

Go crazy to this, go crazy to this, go crazy to this

All my bitches get together, go crazy to this

Go crazy to this, go crazy to this, go crazy to this

All my bitches get together, go crazy to this

And throw that back, throw that back

Don’t play bitch, throw that back

And throw that back, throw that back

Don’t play bitch, throw that back

Throw that back, throw that back…

…throw that back

Throw that back, throw that back

Don’t play girl, throw that back

Don’t play wit’ it

I’ma lay in it

I’ma paint yo walls, I’mma spray in it

Never go licky licky wit’ my face in it

If it’s country wood, then you takin’ it

I said my chain so bright I’mma vacation in it

And you fake ass nigga ain’t made of shit

I got a hundred fifty racks just to show up

You had to pay? Nigga I got paid to sit

I bet yo girl know me

A young nigga but I’m feelin’ like a OG

Add a ‘r’ and a ‘y’, that’s a orgy

I got her legs in the sky

She gon’ walk a bunch of life with no feet

She said her booty from the motherland

She started wobblin’ and poppin’ like a rubber band

I’m throwin’ ten racks with my right

She told me grab her ass wit’ my other hand

Go crazy to this, go crazy to this, go crazy to this

All my bitches get together, go crazy to this

Go crazy to this, go crazy to this, go crazy to this

All my bitches get together, go crazy to this

And throw that back (throw that back)

Don’t play bitch, throw that back

And throw that back, throw that back

Don’t play bitch, throw that back

Throw that back, throw that back…

…throw that back

Throw that back, throw that back

Don’t play girl, throw that back

I’ma pimp, did ya know that?

Bobby Ray finna throw that

And when I throw that D I never hold back

Hoes lookin’ for me like a…

‘Ca-Cause she wanna ride it like she stole it

That camel toe, I’m finna poke it

She got her best friend wit’ her

And we playin’ hokey-pokey

She jus’ tryna focus on this wood in this pine

Bow down to the wood like a shrine

I be the 6, you be the 9

That’s the only time you’ll be less than a dime

Girl it’s showin’ time

Time to stretch, time to whine

I wanna see you wind

I wanna put it on your mind when I see you grind

Give life to the death, give site to the blind

I wanna hit it from the back like…

Look… go crazy to this, go crazy to this

Now I’m in the pipe cause you ain’t fvckin’ her right

A nigga lazy as shit

They go crazy to this, I could go crazy to this

Soon as that song drop, that thong drop

Just shake that!

And throw that back, throw that back

Don’t play bitch, throw that back

And throw that back, throw that back

Don’t play bitch, throw that back

Throw that back, throw that back…

…throw that back

Throw that back, throw that back

Don’t play girl, throw that back

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