Who Hurt You?

Take me back to Georgia, back to Atlanta

Funny how present turns past

I might fly Priscilla out just for ‘Bana

So mesmerized by that ass

The way she moves it I can tell that she loves me

A **** can't help but to touch

Smack it 'round a bit then sip on some bubbly

Hope I'm not doing too much

Strange new addictions picked up on the road

Changed my opinions and changed up my flows

Changed my approach, no more loving these hoes

And when it rains it pours, yeah

You make me feel so primal and

That's what I am, I'm just a man

Take that pussy, drop it in my lap

I love it when you move like that

Now turn around and throw it back

It back, it back

Oh, no, no, no, no, oh

Strippers out in Vegas

New Orleans too

Booties just don't shake like Priscilla's do

Follies on a Tuesday, not one but two

Not one stack but two

Look at all the cash I blew

Strippers out in Vegas

New Orleans too

Booties just don't shake like Priscilla's do

Follies on a Tuesday, not one but two

Not one stack but two

Look at all the cash I blew

Strange new addictions picked up on the road

Changed my opinions and changed up my flows

Changed my approach, no more loving these hoes

And when it rains it pours, yeah

You make me feel, yes, so primal and

That's what I am, I'm just a man

Take that pussy, drop it in my lap

I love it when you move like that

Now turn around and throw it back

It back, it back