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[Verse 1: Mibbs]See back in high school used to love to see you out in the bleachersThe reason why I couldn't pay attention to teachersThe first day I seen you, I knew you were a keeperFly from your hair to the sole of your sneakersYour first boyfriend didn't know how to treat yaYou laughed when you heard I put his ass in a sleeperCause he didn't deserve youCause he had the nerve toDisrespect ya momma keep you out past curfewMarch 31st was the day of my pursueMay 25th was the day of our first wooooJune 13th was the day that I hurt youAnd all you did was leave me with the trace of your perfumeSeptember 4th the new school year startedAnd I heard you with MarvinWell I heard he's retardedI Conjured up a planTo break you up with your manAnd it all worked well we got back by collegeHe don't Hit It like I hit it booNot like how big Mibbs DoMy connection is SpiritualI'll be Raising My kids with YouYou just keep Your Body TightMake-Up Sex every time we fightI'll get you a ring when the time is rightWhen your mind is rightAnd mind is rightDynamiteI'm in FlightFeeling is if this feeling is wide openAnd I'm FloatingTo That wilder lightHope you wear your tights tonightYou know that's like my favorite themeWashing up with that maybellineIt's like I'm hearing an angel sing (angel sing)[Hook:]Thought I was Gone, But Now Baby It's On(So Glad Were Back Together)Thought I was Gone, But Now Baby It's On(So Glad Were Back Together)Thought I was Gone, But Now Baby It's On(So Glad Were Back Together)Thought I was Gone, But Now Baby It's On(So Glad Were Back Together)[Verse 2: Like]Please excuse the late AttendanceWe Promised We'd Show UpWe Just Had to straightening businessCause some was hating bitchesWe out here chasing richesWas Plotting on your spotWhile Y'all Flossing taking picturesCheese!Cheddar CheeseHella TreesSmell the WeedWe BlowingWe FloatingSeven SeasSpeed BoatingTell Em' FreezeWe going for the safeSee that weapon he's holdingHe's going for the faceRed DotHead ShotWe all Up In That PlaceNine DeepNo LineNo AdmissionNice Try, No PermissionI'm Fly, No Magician trickThis is ItMr.RitzEven ferragamo, With some vintage shitDon't Mention KicksUnless It's 808's OrYou Rocking some Classic Shit they don't make boyI'm a Tell You, I've Been Beasting On These TracksThese Other Niggas Thinking They Can RapUntil You Throw Em' in the PitAnd watch them sleeping on they back (Damn)Bending CornersTipping overSipping on some Henn & ColaOnly a basketball ChampCan drop 20 In Some Penny LoafersKilla CalThis The StyleBlow them Whistles on yaRaised where the cops can't wait to pull them pistols on ya[Hook][Outro:]So glad were back together, so glad were back together, and I'll never let you go(Aw Yea, AW Yeea)