Throw It Back Hoodrich Pablo Juan (Ft. Paper Lovee)

[Intro]
She throwin' it back, back, back
(Yeah, eat it up, Champ, eat it up)

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Paper Lovee]
Bring out the racks, she breakin' her back
Hit from the back, she throwin' it back (She throwin' it back, back, back)
I bought her the bag, it full of the racks
[?], that pussy too wet
She puttin' in work, she [?] skirt
I just popped a Perc, it better work
But after we fuck, she gettin' kicked out
And it's only right I tell her first
I wanna fuck her, the way that she twerk (The way that she ooh)
That pussy get wet and I'm makin' it squirt (Ooh)
Your bitch missin', it's an amber alert (That's an amber alert)
She leavin' for me wit' bands in her purse
That back is on my brain
Feelin' like a slave when she yankin' on my chain
And she know I'm doggin' that pussy, great dane (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Paper Lovee]
Yeah, I would if I could, I'd fuck you everyday
You got good pussy (You got good pussy) but you still can't be my main
When I fuck her from the back, I slap that ass wit' my chain
I be shoppin' in L.A, all my jeans Balmain (Jeans Balmain)
When I walk in, make it rain
And she get naked, I can't take it
Give me that pussy, I'ma rape it
Baby, just give me your love
You feelin' empty [?] fillin' you up
Girl, just hop in, get in my ride, put this dick in your guts
I'ma start off slow when you ride 'cause this shit can get rough
Ain't no playin' no games, I'ma beat it out the frame, as long as you know
And I'on sugarcoat shit, as soon as I come then you gotta go