Lick Back Songtext
von Jacquees

Bend and back it up but when you workin′ back it up
Bend and back it up but when you workin' back it
Back it, back it, back it
Bend and back it up, bend and back it up
Bend and back it up when you workin′ back it, back it, back it

Yeah, she know I'm for the streets
She wanna lick back in her feelings
I don't get that you and me
It′s a mismatch
I can never be your man
I can′t admit that, no, I'm for the streets
She wanna lick back in her feelings
And I don′t get that you and me
It's a mismatch
I could never be your man, I can admit that


Now you don′t wanna play
Got your feelings hurt, now you say you want space
Thought you was a player like me, not the case
Girl, you dealin' with a nigga with some money and a waist
My new bitch started actin′ up, she expensive
Don't even add it up
You been tellin' all your girls that you had enough
But you right here, guess you ain′t mad enough

I′m here for a real good time
If we grown, let me say what's on my mind
I meant everything I ever told you
You in my business, I never try to control you

You start trippin′ when you can't have your way
But you knew what this was
I never wanted your love
And I′m mad 'cause I′m movin'
How I've always been movin′
Just know I′m not movin' for you

Yeah, she know I′m for the streets
Bend and back it up but when you workin' back it up
Bend and back it up but when you workin′ back it (yeah, she know I'm for the)
Bend and back it up, bend and back it up
Bend and back it up when you workin′ back it, back it, back it


Yeah, she know I'm for the streets
She wanna lick back in her feelings
I don't get that you and me
It′s a mismatch
I can never be your man
I can′t admit that, no, I'm for the streets
She wanna lick back in her feelings
And I don′t get that you and me
It's a mismatch
I could never be your man, I can admit that

She don′t like the shit at home, she want that outside dick
She want a nigga to come pass over her house right quick
And I'm like, okay, okay, alright, alright now, bitch
Oh, it ain′t your turn, you ain't the only one that like my shit
Girl, I'm a businessman, let′s make a proposition
You gotta listen though, and don′t be with the opposition
If you was my freak, you know you could have whatever

'Cause I can′t have my baby dressin' up in patent leather
You in the past tense, you my lil′ used-to-be
You shakin' ass and lookin′ good, that shit ain't new to me
And these the rules, baby, write it down on loose leaf
I make it one and hit a nigga with it two of these

Yeah, she know I'm for the streets
She wanna lick back in her feelings
I don′t get that you and me
It′s a mismatch (it's a mismatch)
I can never be your man
I can′t admit that, no, I'm for the streets
She wanna lick back in her feelings
And I don′t get that you and me
It's a mismatch (it′s a mismatch)
I can never be a man, I can't admit that

Not me, not me, not me, not me, not me
No, not me, not me, not me girl
I ain't with it
Before I hit it then I quit it
Man this is business, god be my whitness

Bae, ayy
All you had to do is
Keep hold me down
I was lost but now I′m found
When you tryna knock my crown
You done lost all respect
You tryna get your lick back bae
But I ain′t the type that's with that