Don't Jump the Ditch - Backseat Boys

After we leave Be all you need All those victoria sectrets let me see Watch your feet never mind baby you owe me For them drinks at the bar and for smoking this weed (Bridge) He aint like me I can make your days and nights look like fantasies He aint got nothing on me My garage looks like the **?** regisrty I'm so suburb Shorty what's the word If you looking for love (love, love) I'll give you what you deserve (Hook) Stay your ass to the crib and - Ditch that ****** You try to f*ck are you still playing - Ditch that ****** You need a grown ass man girl - Ditch that ****** You understand what I'm saying girl - Ditch that ****** (I'm got them out on the floor like - Ditch that ****** 4x) (I got them up in the club - Ditch that ****** 4x) See she got needs She laid up in my roll She got your text 'when you wanna get it' she said not yet After the finally She got you on the phone Sid that she wasn't coming home Then she downloaded my ringtone (Bridge) (Hook) Got what you want Grab what you need Have another drink I'm taking her with me **?** the Phantom Proceed the creep Extit the Phantom Up in them sheets Grab my neck squeeze my hands Touch your twins squeeze your ass Not to slow not to fast DJ run this motherf*cker back (Hook) (Girl) Hold on Give me a second You got at least let him drop me off Baby you know when I see you Now I got what she want and she see what she want in me And I aint here to beef (even though you fighting) Let I be she's coming with me I got them up in the club She's leaving with me I got them up in the club She's coming with me I got them up in the club She's leaving with me Know you got a little money In the club toppin hundreds Heard you got a little car But she's coming with me 6x Cause I got a lot of love Now she wanna fill me **?** Keep throwing that money up But she's coming with me 6x

Woah Shawty held my heart for ransom Held my heart for ransom! Quarter milli, quarter xan, yeah Bitch you gon' need two hands, yeah Shawty held my heart for ransom Shawty drop it low cuz she a dancer This shit was a dream then it turned to a disaster Life be moving fast but my car, it go a lil' faster Beat the pussy like I beat the cancer I just want the bands Quarter milli, quarter xan, yeah Shawty you gon' need two hands, yeah Ice out diamonds but I ice out rubber bands, yeah Louie belt, designer fashion Twenty minutes, get that ass in Bitches shoot me looks cuz I'm so handsome Shawty held my heart then she took that shit for ransom Shawty know that I'm too hotty Like I'm Scottie I'm catching all these bodies She give me toppy, it's sloppy First we get to loving First we nothing then we something We was friends but now we fuckin' Eat the pussy like McMuffin Oh, it's yummy Shawty playing games, I ain't no dummy (Stoopid!) Flip her over, let out on her tummy Ballin with my doggies, we stay hungry Ok bitch, I said I'm sorry I don't wanna party Butter seats inside my Rarri I just wanna be a rockstar Wanna be like Carti Bitch you cannot stand it You did some damage Tryna cope I think I'm manic Shawty held my heart just like a bandit (Just like a what?) Just like a bandit Yeah, I think I'm manic Shawty held my heart for ransom Shawty drop it low cuz she a dancer This shit was a dream then it turned to a disaster Life be moving fast but my car, it go a lil' faster Beat the pussy like I beat the cancer I just want the bands Quarter milli, quarter xan, yeah Shawty you gon' need two hands, yeah Ice out diamonds but I ice out rubber bands, yeah Louie belt, designer fashion Twenty minutes, get that ass in

Hey there sugar baby Saw you twice at the pop show You taste just like glitter Mixed with rock and roll I like you a lot, lot Think you're really hot, hot Know you think you're special When we dance real crazy Glamophonic, electronic, d-d-disco baby I like you a lot, lot All we want is hot, hot Boys, Boys, Boys We like boys in cars Boys, Boys, Boys Buy us drinks in bars Boys, Boys, Boys With hairspray and denim And Boys, Boys, Boys We love them! We love them! Ohh, oh oh oh- uh-ohhhh-oooo-wuh-ohh Ohh, oh oh oh-uh-ohhhh-oooo-wuh-ohh Baby is a bad boy with some retro sneakers Let's go see The Killers And make out in the bleachers I like you a lot, lot Think you're really hot, hot Let's go to the party Heard our buddy's the DJ Don't forget my lipstick I left it in your ashtray I like you a lot, lot All we want is hot, hot Boys, Boys, Boys We like boys in cars Boys, Boys, Boys Buy us drinks in bars Boys, Boys, Boys With hairspray and denim And Boys, Boys, Boys We love them! We love them! Boys, Boys, Boys We like boys in cars Boys, Boys, Boys Buy us drinks in bars Boys, Boys, Boys With hairspray and denim And Boys, Boys, Boys We love them! We love them! I'm not loose, I like to party Let's get lost in your Ferrari Not psychotic or dramatic I like boys and that is that Love it when you call me "legs" In the morning buy me eggs Watch your heart when we're together Boys like you love me for ever Ohh, oh oh oh- uh-ohhhh-oooo-wuh-ohh Ohh, oh oh oh- uh-ohhhh-oooo-wuh-ohh Ohh, oh oh oh- uh-ohhhh-oooo-wuh-ohh Ohh, oh oh oh- uh-ohhhh-oooo-wuh-ohh Boys, Boys, Boys We like boys in cars Boys, Boys, Boys Buy us drinks in bars Boys, Boys, Boys With hairspray and denim And Boys, Boys, Boys We love them! We love them! Boys, Boys, Boys We like boys in cars Boys, Boys, Boys Buy us drinks in bars Boys, Boys, Boys With hairspray and denim And Boys, Boys, Boys We love them! We love them Boys, Boys, Boys We like boys in cars Boys, Boys, Boys Buy us drinks in bars Boys, Boys, Boys With hairspray and denim And Boys, Boys, Boys We love them! We love them!