Backseat Rider - Sara Kays

We was just kids, but she looked like a woman Everything she was, was everything I wanted We were both willin', but still a little guarded She smiled, I smiled, that's when it all started The two of us in the backseat Lights off on a backstreet I'd show her and then she'd show me Right there, right there in the backseat Yeah, in the backseat I'd flashed the headlights and she slipped out the back door Didn't have to say nothin', we knew what we were here for With every first kiss, I could feel her heart race I'd fumble with the buttons while she was touchin' my face And what to do next, she knew that I didn't know She'd smile and say "Boy make it up as you go" The two of us in the backseat Lights off on a backstreet I'd show her and then she'd show me Right there, right there in the backseat Yeah, in the backseat Sometimes I think about her, yeah sometimes I guess you never forget your first time The two of us in the backseat Lights off on a backstreet I'd show her and then she'd show me Right there, right there in the backseat Yeah, in the backseat

Slatt, slatt Gats on gats, oh, straps all in the backseat (In the back, all up in the back seat) Gats on gats Got straps all up in the back seat, yo Packs on packs so Please, don't you harass me, no Who that boy, though? Not from no Degrassi though Who that bitch? Uh, movin' kinda nasty, oh Gats on gats Got straps all up in the back seat, yo Packs on packs so Please, don't you harass me, no Who that boy, though? Not from no Degrassi though Who that bitch? Uh, movin' kinda nasty, oh Straps on straps Got shooters in the backseat, oh She a freak She fuckin' to my tracks, oh oh Free the guys They told me heard me on the radio So I can't slip, I keep my stick My whole gang, they tryna score And I talk fast, uh All these niggas cappin', oh Oh snap, 'cause they done leaked his photo In the back and I got me a 44, oh Make him giddy up Like the horse up on his Polo I'm on the road I'm makin' plays just like it's Madden MCM hold my hammer, I perc with fashion These niggas don't want no smoke They don't want no static Fuck the doctor We gon' send your homie to a casket And fuck the doctor We gon' send your homie to a casket We ain't runnin' on no hardwood for a basket She say that she want a savage, a little lavish Run up on him, let him have it, fatal damage (Oh) slatt, slatt (run up on him like oh) (Shoutout my nigga J Neat, man) Straps all in the backseat, yo (In the back, all up in the back seat, yo) Gats on gats Got straps all up in the back seat, yo Packs on packs so Please, don't you harass me, no Who that boy, though? Not from no Degrassi though Who that bitch? Uh, movin' kinda nasty, oh Gats on gats Got straps all up in the back seat, yo Packs on packs so Please, don't you harass me, no Who that boy, though? Not from no Degrassi though Who that bitch? Uh, movin' kinda nasty, oh Ay, ay, she kinda nasty, yo Ay, ay, she a battri ho Ayy, ayy, I'm in my bag, get some more In my bag, get some more Pop a tag, get some more Ayy, baby, I be on the road Baby, I be on the go Baby, I be gettin' dough Ay, she poppin' bottles, that's for sure Poppin' xannies, that's for sure Do the gang, you gotta go Uh, ay, do the gang, you gotta go In the trap, I let it snow M Sav, he gon' let it blow Free K Sav up on the road Then we just rock another show She give me top, but goin' low Couldn't stop, she such a pro Never disrespect the bros Before I go and sell my soul I'd rather sell a brick of dope In the field, you tryna cope In the field, we tryna score Sniper gang, we totin' scopes Ask her what's her horoscope I'ma need you to play your role (Play your role, play your role, play your role) (I don't really need you, lil' ho) (I just really need, though) Slatt, slatt (I don't really need no more) Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, wass Gats on gats Got straps all up in the back seat, yo Packs on packs so Please, don't you harass me, no Who that boy, though? Not from no Degrassi though Who that bitch? Uh, movin' kinda nasty, oh Gats on gats Got straps all up in the back seat, yo Packs on packs so Please, don't you harass me, no Who that boy, though? Not from no Degrassi though Who that bitch? Uh, movin' kinda nasty, oh Kinda nasty, I'm in the back seat Shouldn't love me...

You never want to go home Somedays you always feel alone Truth be told My home's whenever you're around You tie my soul to the ground Lay me down, lay me down I know I'll never be free This life here just ain't for me So unique My love is heavy with dope I hope we both overdose Hold me close, hold me close

Waiting around for something to change my mood 'Cause I know that what's in these plastic cups isn't going to Kids on the lawn, stuck in pairs of two And your lunch is on its way back up but you're still in the pool Wait inside I'll be fine I guess I'll sit outside While you change your mind, oh no, woah-oh I'll risk it all to find A place where I can hear my thoughts This song is playing too loud But upstairs they're still making out I'm getting all choked up I guess it's just my luck And I'm stuck on the porch What am I waiting for? Wait inside I'll be fine I guess I'll sit outside While you change your mind Wait inside (I'll be fine) Wait inside Change your mind Oh, honey, you'll change your mind Well howdy there, what's going on? This is crazy, thank you guys we're We're The Backseat Lovers Uh Greg you're gonna be mad at me But I forgot to bring my water up here again Oh no that's too kind of you, thank you Um we're very happy to be here if you couldn't tell this is It's a dream come true really, um yeah we're gonna do some more songs If this- is that okay?

Baby, I'm the one to blame Don't blame it all on me if you felt just the same Don't blame it all on one small mistake when we know That both of us can find one reason we would stay Can you see my side? Try to use my eyes Just for a second She rawer than them other bitches I love the way we vibe, love that look in her eyes Damn, and she even talk different (talk different) Plus she еven got her nails done, feet donе, pretty face, hair done Callin' me love, know she call me, I come I be needin' her touch, I go above and beyond I do it all for her She already know I'm all for her 'Cause I know that she gon' ride for a nigga Put the gun in her purse, the police try to get us Got all these bitches mad, hate the fact that we together But let them hoes be mad, 'cause the shit we got forever She already know she bae She look better than these bitches on her worse day Stuntin' on these bitches like her birthday Face card, valid, givin' hoes all face, all face I ain't never felt this way before I been fiendin' for yo' love, and right now I need more I want you (I want you) I want you (I want you) That's my bitch, that's my rider for life 'Til the wheels fall off, I'ma ride 'til I die That's my bae, that's my wife (that's my wife) That's my love and affection, her body my obsession Her love, I'm obsessed with, I love when we sexing Screamin' out my name, guess we got a good connection I hate it when we textin' I hate it when we, uh uh I ain't never been in love before Every time I see you, I fall in way more I need you, I need you (try to use my eyes just for a second) She rawer than them other bitches I love the way we vibe, love that look in her eyes Damn, and she even talk different (talk different) Plus she even got her nails done, feet done, pretty face, hair done Callin' me love, know she call me, I come I be needin' her touch, I go above and beyond I do it all for her She already know I'm all for her, hugh Baby, I'm the one to blame Don't blame it all on me if you felt just the same Don't blame it all on one small mistake when we know That both of us can find one reason we would stay

Tell me how you wake up, I just wanna wake up UFO again, doesn't matter what it takes up Crazy in the dome, baby, can I get a heads-up? Girl, they tried to break us, girl, they tried to break us Wanna get away, would you tell me your location? Feels like yesterday, I remember I would stay up Baby, can you say somethin'? Wanna feel sensation Promise you I'll never get numb, I'm too precious I'm too precious I'm too precious I'm too precious I'm too precious Burning forever and ever Fully blazing, I don't remember No better days, you know I'm waiting just whenever Shit's whatever Burning forever and ever Fully blazing, I don't remember No better days, you know I'm waiting just whenever Shit's whatever I'm too precious I'm too precious I'm too precious I'm too precious

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour