Can I Get It Back

Lyrics
[Red Cafe] Hold up (Yeah) New release From the borough of Brooklyn Three ladies called XSO, Café let's go [Red Cafe] Pull up freeze I just wanna get between your knees That's too much to ask I'm in the breeze, rooftop gone Gucci top on All hot like popcorn shit Kinda lucky you got me, look ma you'd be nothing without me Them debit cards easily revoke Plus, I'm from the hood, I'm easily provoked You won't get fresh off my account Your name comes off of my account And don't think I won't make That red dot and give you pink eye (Get outta here, pow) [Verse 1]: Now that we split up, you want me to give up All that you gave but what about our love, in time Can it be replaced you never thought about me, babe I see you haven't changed a bit, 'cause you're still acting shy of it Guess you forgot it I never was a silly chick And you could never get back this You can stop always callin' (Callin') Complaining, stressing about something (Complaining, stressing) Can I get it back [Hook] All my love, can I get it back, no, I can't All my time, can I get it back, no, I can't Sold all my rings, can I get it back, no, you can't All you gave, can I get it back, no, you can't, no, you can't, XSO [Verse 2] How can you blame me You took my love And ran away expecting me to feel guilty But what about my pain and tears Can it be replaced It's all been erased Wanted you all back I see you think I'm crazy Guess you forgot it I never was a silly chick (Shit) And you could never get back this You can stop always callin' (Callin') Complaining, stressing about something (Complaining, stressing) Can I get it back [Hook] All my love, can I get it back, no, I can't All my time, can I get it back, no, I can't Sold all my rings, can I get it back, no, you can't All you gave, can I get it back, no, you can't, no, you can't, XSO [Red Cafe] All I need in this life is sin, is a down ass chick And you ain't it, thought you was real but you ain't shit You can ride in a truck but you can't sit See you must call me Mr. Scrooge, all dot, my dot No shit, no, for you But if I spend I'mma really spend I'll put you on an Island next to Gilligan And it's way too late for the boo hoo's Sorry, game over, you lose Saw you're new, man, I keep it all cool And I got a new thorough chick to feed me tacos
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Credits
- Writers
- Tone
- Poke
- Red Cafe
- Makeda Davis
- DJ Premier
- Guru