Pac Div - Back lyrics

[Verse 1: Mibbs] See back in high school used to love to see you out in the bleachers The reason why I couldn't pay attention to teachers The first day I seen you, I knew you were a keeper Fly from your hair to the sole of your sneakers Your first boyfriend didn't know how to treat ya You laughed when you heard I put his a** in a sleeper Cause he didn't deserve you Cause he had the nerve to Disrespect ya momma keep you out past curfew March 31st was the day of my pursue May 25th was the day of our first woooo June 13th was the day that I hurt you And all you did was leave me with the trace of your perfume September 4th the new school year started And I heard you with Marvin Well I heard he's retarded I Conjured up a plan To break you up with your man And it all worked well we got back by college He don't Hit It like I hit it boo Not like how big Mibbs Do My connection is Spiritual I'll be Raising My kids with You You just keep Your Body Tight Make-Up Sex every time we fight I'll get you a ring when the time is right When your mind is right And mind is right Dynamite I'm in Flight Feeling is if this feeling is wide open And I'm Floating To That wilder light Hope you wear your tights tonight You know that's like my favorite theme Washing up with that maybelline It'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 Attendance We Promised We'd Show Up We Just Had to straightening business Cause some was hating b**hes We out here chasing riches Was Plotting on your spot While Y'all Flossing taking pictures Cheese! Cheddar Cheese Hella Trees Smell the Weed We Blowing We Floating Seven Seas Speed Boating Tell Em' Freeze We going for the safe See that weapon he's holding He's going for the face Red Dot Head Shot We all Up In That Place Nine Deep No Line No Admission Nice Try, No Permission I'm Fly, No Magician trick This is It Mr.Ritz Even ferragamo, With some vintage sh** Don't Mention Kicks Unless It's 808's Or You Rocking some Cla**ic sh** they don't make boy I'm a Tell You, I've Been Beasting On These Tracks These Other n***as Thinking They Can Rap Until You Throw Em' in the Pit And watch them sleeping on they back (Damn) Bending Corners Tipping over Sipping on some Henn & Cola Only a basketball Champ Can drop 20 In Some Penny Loafers k**a Cal This The Style Blow them Whistles on ya Raised 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)