paroles de chanson Get You Back - Cash Cobain , Big Sean

Yeah, whoa, whoa
Damn

Pulling on your hair, smacking on your ass
I had to get you back for acting like that
I had to get you back for acting like that
I had to get your ass back, bitch
Fucking up your spot, only I know that you got (whoa)
'Til it pops (yeah)
Forgot you was mad
I had to get you back for acting like that
I had to get your ass back, bitch

I fuck you out of your clothes
I fuck you out of a bad day
She throwing ass for a nigga
Like I done went pro and it's motherfuckin' draft day
I'm in a whole other league with the pussy
I'm slutting and fucking her down
She shaking, I buckle her down
When we fuck, we ain't fucking around

So much respect on my name
It's a whole different thing when you're touching the town
Ain't nobody touching you now (for real)
It's the owner that's shutting us down
Look, I know how to make that pussy talk
I know how to outline it in chalk
Late for work and it's all my fault
Fuck your job, baby, I'm your new boss
Rip it off, now you need a new bra

Take the edge off like a Newport
I can lay you down to some R&B
Or I could fuck you in the car to Too $hort (bitch)
She say, you give the best hugs 'cause you're too friendly
And if you touch another bitch, then that's too many
Acting like my fuckin' lawyer, she get too defensive
Bringing up old cases, tryna argue in it
Ain't finna fight with you even though I keep it too player
Talking all crazy but fuck it, I know what to do later (yeah)

Pulling on your hair, smacking on your ass
I had to get you back for acting like that
I had to get you back for acting like that
I had to get your ass back, bitch
Fucking up your spot, only I know that you got, 'til it pops
Forgot you was mad
I had to get you back for acting like that
I had to get your ass back, bitch
(Like damn)

I see you charging for everything, baby
I know that your back, got a battery (charge)
I know that you get what you give and I give you everything
Come give it back to me
I know it cost to be the boss, bitch, and you got a faculty
And every one of them on salary
And I know that we don't talk as much and that's really sad to me
I know you living on go, but it feel like time stopped when you mad at me

But we gotta get to it gradually
We gotta find us some work in life
Balance that come with a strategy
And that goes for anything worth having, and you're worth having me
I swear, when we get together you feel like the other half of me
And that's why I'm pressing you
Back-to-back-to-back-to-back like we in a factory
Twin prezzies and they factory-ed
Baby girl, you know I'm a empath

I can feel your vibe telepathically
I already know before you're asking me
Off of that wine, I'm fuckin' with Slizzy
They're lovin' him like the new Biggie
He said he can tell that you're the one
On how I pick up the phone when I'm busy
Is it ironic that ever since I hit, all you been doing is missing me?
Got you daydreaming about kissing me
Got you wet dreaming about how I'm

Pulling on your hair, smacking on your ass (yeah)
I had to get you back for acting like that
I had to get you back for acting like that
I had to get your ass back, bitch
Fucking up your spot, only I know that you got (yeah, you got it)
'Til it pops ('til it, what?)
Forgot you was mad (forgot you was mad)
I had to get you back for acting like that (like that)
I had to get your ass back, bitch (bitch)

You're too hot to be acting cool
Once you come to my spot
Ready or not, I'm tryna do what I do
I know you take your time, I change your mind
That liquor got you feeling loose
I'm really feeling your vibe, so what is the vibe

Like, "Is you my bae or my boo?"
I really think that you're mine, I'm bangin' your line
I'm beggin' you just to come through
I will not play with your mind or play with your time
I swear, I won't pay 'bout you
Like I'm tryna show you why I don't lose
Like, "Uh-huh"