Yung Genesis - Throw It Back Lyrics

Loving my style
She bout that bag
A bit to real
A bit to fast yeah
Shawty know wassup
For this round on me
Bottles up
Keep it real with a G
She gone throw it back
Throw it back
She gone throw it back
Throw it back
She gone throw it back
Throw it back
She gone throw it back
Yeah aye aye aye
Party at the crib till the am
Sipped a couple bottles
Be that feeling gettin faded
It ain't even friday
Everyday Feel like a payday
I Can't help she wanna
Throw It back for real a nigga
Down for A real Hitta
Super Model Bad
Way she throw them heels on
Got a physique like her momma
Be them genes on her
Drip wet got a n****
Wanna sip from it
She say daddy omg
When put that wood on her
From the left
To the side
Buss it down
Suicide
From the right
Get it shawty
All nighter
Till the am from the
South side
Loving my style
She bout that bag
A bit to real
A bit to fast yeah
Shawty know wassup
For this round on me
Bottles up
Keep it real with a G
She gone throw it back
Throw it back
She gone throw it back
Throw it back
She gone throw it back
Throw it back
She gone throw it back
Yeah aye aye aye
Gucci slides white t in tommy hilfiger
Times member riding round
In that monte carlo
Straight hunnits
Cross the board
Never had a problem
Dumb stupid go retarded
Be that money callin
For they be preying on your down fall
That's a no no
For everybody not
Gone shine with you
Shawty no doubt
For they ain't there to really
Ride with you
Ride with you
For the win we Ain't worried bout you
For the win we ain't worried about you
For the win we ain't worried about you
Loving my style
She bout that bag
A bit to real
A bit to fast yeah
Shawty know wassup
For this round on me
Bottles up
Keep it real with a G
She gone throw it back
Throw it back
She gone throw it back
Throw it back
She gone throw it back
Throw it back
She gone throw it back
Yeah aye aye aye

Loving my style
She bout that bag
A bit to real
A bit to fast yeah
Shawty know wassup
For this round on me
Bottles up
Keep it real with a G
She gone throw it back
Throw it back
She gone throw it back
Throw it back
She gone throw it back
Throw it back
She gone throw it back
Yeah aye aye aye
Party at the crib till the am
Sipped a couple bottles
Be that feeling gettin faded
It ain't even friday
Everyday Feel like a payday
I Can't help she wanna
Throw It back for real a nigga
Down for A real Hitta
Super Model Bad
Way she throw them heels on
Got a physique like her momma
Be them genes on her
Drip wet got a n****
Wanna sip from it
She say daddy omg
When put that wood on her
From the left
To the side
Buss it down
Suicide
From the right
Get it shawty
All nighter
Till the am from the
South side
Loving my style
She bout that bag
A bit to real
A bit to fast yeah
Shawty know wassup
For this round on me
Bottles up
Keep it real with a G
She gone throw it back
Throw it back
She gone throw it back
Throw it back
She gone throw it back
Throw it back
She gone throw it back
Yeah aye aye aye
Gucci slides white t in tommy hilfiger
Times member riding round
In that monte carlo
Straight hunnits
Cross the board
Never had a problem
Dumb stupid go retarded
Be that money callin
For they be preying on your down fall
That's a no no
For everybody not
Gone shine with you
Shawty no doubt
For they ain't there to really
Ride with you
Ride with you
For the win we Ain't worried bout you
For the win we ain't worried about you
For the win we ain't worried about you
Loving my style
She bout that bag
A bit to real
A bit to fast yeah
Shawty know wassup
For this round on me
Bottles up
Keep it real with a G
She gone throw it back
Throw it back
She gone throw it back
Throw it back
She gone throw it back
Throw it back
She gone throw it back
Yeah aye aye aye