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Throwback Lyrics - Underground Luxury - B.o.b.

Go crazy to this 

Go crazy to this 

Go crazy to this 

All my bitches get together, go crazy to this 

 

Go crazy to this 

Go crazy to this 

Go crazy to this 

All my bitches get together, go crazy to this 

 

And throw that back (throw that back) 

Don't be scared, bitch throw back 

This dick right here is cleaner than a hypochondriac 

Po' that yack, po' that yack 

This flow, you know that's crack 

This beat, you know that track 

I put my city on, you be on the map 

Two hands when she on, like a scooter 

She told me she wish she knew me sooner 

If I hit her wit' a new maneuver 

What she gon' do? Scream hallelujah! 

Her eyes rollin', she gone 

She gettin' in her zone 

And when she gimme dat look 

Then Im'a do whatever I want 

 

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Go crazy to this 

Go crazy to this 

Go crazy to this 

All my bitches get together, go crazy to this 

 

Go crazy to this 

Go crazy to this 

Go crazy to this 

All my bitches get together, go crazy to this 

 

And throw that back, throw that back 

Don't play bitch, throw that back 

 

And throw that back, throw that back 

Don't play bitch, throw that back 

 

Throw that back, throw that back 

Ba-ba-ba throw that back 

 

Throw that back, throw that back 

Don't play girl, throw that back 

 

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Don't play wit' it 

I'ma lay in it 

I'ma paint yo walls, I'mma spray in it 

Never go licky licky wit' my face in it 

If it's country wood, then you takin' it 

I said my chain so bright I'mma vacation in it 

And you fake ass nigga ain't made of shit 

I got a hundred fifty racks just to show up 

You had to pay? Nigga I got paid to sit 

I bet yo girl know me, a young nigga but I'm feelin' like a OG 

Add a 'r' and a 'y', that's a orgy 

I got her legs in the sky she gon' walk a bunch of life with no feet 

She said her booty from the motherland 

She started wobblin' and poppin' like a rubber band 

I'm throwin' ten racks with my right 

She told me grab her ass wit' my other hand 

 

Go crazy to this 

Go crazy to this 

Go crazy to this 

All my bitches get together, go crazy to this 

 

Go crazy to this 

Go crazy to this 

Go crazy to this 

All my bitches get together, go crazy to this 

 

I'ma pimp, did ya know that? 

Bobby Ray finna throw that 

And when I throw that, D I never hold back 

Hoes lookin' for me like a lo-jack 

'Ca-Cause she wanna ride it like she stole it 

That camel toe, I'm finna poke it 

She got her best friend wit' her and we playin' hokey-pokey 

She jus' tryna focus on this wood in this pine 

Bow down to the wood like a shrine 

I be the 6, you be the 9 

That's the only time you'll be less than a dime 

Girl it's showin' time 

Time to stretch, time to whine 

I wanna see you wind 

I wanna put it on your mind when I see you grind 

Give life to the death, give sight to the blind 

I wanna hit it from the back like "Aah-aah-aah!" 

 

Look 

Go crazy to this, go crazy to this 

Now I'm in the pipe cause you ain't fuckin' her right 

A nigga lazy as shit 

They go crazy to this, I could go crazy to this 

Soon as that song drop, that thong drop 

Just shake that! 

 

Go crazy to this 

Go crazy to this 

Go crazy to this 

All my bitches get together, go crazy to this 

 

Go crazy to this 

Go crazy to this 

Go crazy to this 

All my bitches get together, go crazy to this 

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