Ooh, I can't believe what you told me You know that I'd never hit and tell You got me right where you want me With candy apples and sweet caramel You know I won't say a word Yeah we can keep it discreet Darling no one in the world Just between you and me If I gotta be your cheap Cruising down the street to nowhere If I gotta be your cheap Back seat lover man Well let's get it on then I seen you with your girlfriends Pretending like you never give it away Ooh, you look a little nervous You wanna know if your secret is safe Baby I won't say a word Yeah we can keep it discreet Darling no one in the world It's just between you and me If I gotta be your cheap Cruising down the street to nowhere If I gotta be your cheap Back seat lover man Well let's get it on then Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na Well, let's get it on then. Ooh if you wanted more Ooh baby, I could show you The possibilities Oh girl, I just can't ignore What we could be But if that's all there is That's alright with me If I gotta be your cheap Cruising down the street to nowhere If I gotta be your cheap Back seat lover man Well let's get it on I'll be your cheap Cruising down the street to nowhere (If that's the way it's gotta be) If I gotta be your cheap (You know I'll be your cheap) Back seat lover man Baby let's get it on then Na na na na na na na na Na na na na na Well let's get it on then.

Yeah You know I like it nasty Come meet me in the backseat I don't need nothin' fancy Just slide over my panties You know I like it nasty I think you understand me I don't need nothin' fancy Just slide over my panties You know I need it real good Real-real good, real-real good You know I need it real good Real-real good, real-real good (aha, ayy) You know I keep it classy, but Saweetie like 'em nasty Pop, pop, two shots, I'ma pop it like a Xanny (pop, pop, pop) Gas up the jet, nigga, take me to Miami Fresh fruit, looking at my titty while I'm tanning, please Take it hella deep, ooh, that's my expertise Squirt like a soda, suck it off your teeth Yeah, that volleyball booty, I keep him up, caffeine With the lullaby pussy, I put 'em right to sleep I'ma rap, but I'm workin' on my patience (that's right) High heels, high class, high maintenance (uh-huh) He wanna put the spatula right in my cake mix (mwah) Hm, I might let him taste it You know I like it nasty (uh-huh), come meet me in the backseat (yeah) I don't need nothin' fancy, just slide over my panties You know I like it nasty (uh), I think you understand me (uh) I don't need nothin' fancy (that's right), just slide over my panties (okay) You know I need it real good Real-real good, real-real good You know I need it real good Real-real good, real-real good I give a dose of that Britney, make it toxic (bleh) A little mix with the pretty and some tonic (yeah) I'm only steppin' out if I can make a profit (uh-huh) I got a spot, I was hopin' you could find it (wait) Well, let's rewind it, oh Fuck a minute man, we on round 22 When he outta town, I play with it on Zoom You say you backed up, I make it shoot to the moon (wee) If I don't swallow, daddy, that'd be rude Saweetie fine in real life, make a nigga blink twice Hooked on my body, that's a healthy-ass vice Don't be callin' my phone in the middle of the night, haha You know I like it nasty (uh-huh) Come meet me in the backseat (yeah) I don't need nothin' fancy Just slide over my panties (hmm) You know I like it nasty (uh) I think you understand me (uh) I don't need nothin' fancy (that's right) Just slide over my panties (okay) You know I need it real good Real-real good, real-real good You know I need it real good Real-real good, real-real good, ooh, yeah

She's gon' know by the morning Why I ain't been home I just say to keep pouring Till I lose control, cause' Her body's with somebody Who don't know a thing about me At least the bartender has enough in her To ask me to to leave So throw me in the back seat I don't wanna feel a thing I know she know she killing me As far as I know I'm in the back seat She didn't mean to text me Her and him is all I see For the whole ride home For the whole ride home She's staring up at his ceiling Her dress on his floor I guess morе pain comes from feelings That you tend to ignore, now Hеr body's with somebody Who don't know a thing about me At least the bartender has enough in her To ask me to to leave So throw me in the back seat I don't wanna feel a thing I know she know she killing me As far as I know I'm in the back seat She didn't mean to text me Her and him is all I see For the whole ride home For the whole ride home Yeah, I'm on the road out of control And she's high thinking I don't know It ain't in my mind this time I know 'Cause I'm drunk in the back seat alone So throw me in the back seat I don't wanna feel a thing I know she know she killing me Yeah, as far as I know I'm in the back seat She didn't mean to text me Her and him is all I see For the whole ride (Home) Back seat I don't wanna feel a thing I know she know she killing me As far as I know I'm in the back seat (Home) She didn't mean to text me Her and him is all I see For the whole ride home For the whole ride home

I don't care to be scared When I drive my haunted car Ghost red hot tonight My gaze in the rear view mirror 'Cause I see The Backseat Of My Car Yes I see The Backseat Of My Car Oh i see The Backseat Of My Car Shopping bags falling down Apples roll, magazine crumpled In the heat of night Milk leaks, sucked up by the velvet You want a lift? Hop in the back How far do you want to go? All the way? Ok

Speed along the highway, honey I want it my way But listen to her daddy's song, don't stay out too long Were just busy hidin', sitting in the back seat of my car The lazy lights are pretty, we end up in Mexico City But listen to her daddy's song, makin' love is wrong Were just busy ridin', sitting in the back seat of my car Oh we was only busy hidin', sitting in the back seat of my car And when we've finished drivin' we can say we were late in arriving And listen to her daddy's song, we believe that we can't be wrong Ohhh we believe that we can't be wrong Ohhh we believe that we can't be wrong We can make it to Mexico City, sittin' in the backseat of my car Ohhh we believe that we can't be wrong Ohhh we believe that we can't be wrong Ohhh we believe that we can't be wrong Ohhh we believe that we can't be wrong Ohhh we believe that we can't be wrong Ohhh we believe that we can't be wrong NO NO NO Ohhh we believe that we can't be wrong