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Jean Deaux – Back 2 You Lyrics

Back 2 You By Jean Deaux Lyrics

I been hustling since 6:45 (am)
A nascar b---- can’t see me with the drive (say when)
I been holding onto sauce now they say they deprived
I dont ever gas my n---- but he always arrive..
I dont have to count my figures but they still multiply
When he dive, its too late I never seen em survive
I no lie, when I ride I always keep it inside
Now he creepin up my thigh wana give it a try
No clyde, in my bonneville
I got more time to kill
Im off that Keisha in Cali we got all kinda kill
By day Anita in valley, at night Im vaudeville
And why they give us reality when we wanted real?
Keep it bouncy Im the sticky icky type
Call me on the hotline, Im a pretty ricky rhyme
The supply, knock out a stand up guy
Make the girlies dip low put they hands up high, yea

All you ever do
Is say “I’ll get back to u”
You to busy gettin it on
Wondering should I move on

All you ever do
Is say “Ill get back to u”
You too busy gettin it on
You never hit my phone

City n---- you might catch me in the function
Im in the streets making lanes like construction
You can’t tell me nothin
Save me your confession
I be giving lessons, m--------- your questions
Fed a-- n----- out of order, I object them
I could make a classic, unmastered, of my rejections
Never make a hater make you think they an exception
Gotta find a blessing
Every eye a reflection
Come here lil baby bwai
I hear your flavor fye
You need the savage to match it and Im solidified
Sumn so serious, delirious make you teary eyed
Im clearing baggage like United, now my body light
Lay you down, all Im giving is a body high
Say you down
I need more color than the black and white
Making rappers dissappear Im houdini
Trick please got the game up my sleeve

All you ever do
Is say “I’ll get back to u”
You to busy gettin it on
Wondering should I move on

All you ever do
Is say “Ill get back to u”
You too busy gettin it on
You never hit my phone

Now whenever you hit my phone
Ill press ignore cuz Im not the one (one)

He know she know, she know we know
Hace frio I ain’t kickin it for free
Tell Ms. Rios put new Tubmans in my jeans

All you ever do
Is say “Ill get back to you”
All you never do
Is say “I’ll give you some more” x2

Some more
Cmon gimme some morex2