Way Back Pass

Remain happy
Stay
Way back
No luck from a devils poem
Good pretty coocie
Put a lil on my bread honey
You should have been my wife
Yes miss woman im in love with you
Explained with the things you do
Im in the field with this flash light
Sugga sugga sugga sugga
Leave that subject be
I thaught
You thaught
Mirror 
Hold this
Here comes his wife
I wrote with the bills
There is no reason
It for how it stays so hot in here
Sugga 
I layed
With a way back pass
They ask
Will their so called
Love last
Im working the photo shoot
Same song knocking at all the doors
Joy for us
Take your ring from the bottle
Looking at eachother
Did we bless grace
Shall not tell a lie
Yes i want all of her tonite
stranded at her stand
No impression on my face
Cane hi
Drown 
Now chick that is an impossible
Young bodied
Rest your heels let the listeners
Hear them in the tides