Can I Get It Back (featuring Red Café) (New Clean Version)

Hold up
New release
From the borough of Brooklyn
Three ladies called XO
Cafe, let's go

Hold up, freeze
I just wanna get between your knees
That's too much to ask, I'm in the breeze
Rooftop gone, Gucc' top all got hot like popcorn
Shit, kinda lucky you got me
Look ma, you'd be nothin' without me
Them debit cards easily revoked
Plus I'm from the hood, I'm easily provoked
You won't get fresh on my account (No)
Your name comes off of my account (Oh)
And don't think I won't make that red dot give you pink eye
Get outta here, bye

Now that we split up, you want me to give up
All that you gave, but what about my love and time?
Can it be replaced? You never thought about me, babe
I see you haven't changed a bit, 'cause you still actin' childish

Guess you've forgotten
I never was a silly chick
And you can never get back this
So you can stop all that callin' (Callin')
Complainin' (Complainin')
Stressin' (Stressin')
About somethin' (You're not gettin')

All my love (Can I get it back?)
No, I can't
All my time (Can I get it back?)
No, I can't
So, all your rings (Can I get it back?)
No, you can't
Oh, you can't (Can you get it back?)
No, you can't

How can you blame me?
You took my love and ran away
Expectin' me to feel guilty, but what about my pain and tears?
They can't be replaced, it's all been erased
You want what you want back, I see you think I'm crazy

Guess you've forgotten
I never was a silly chick
And you can never get back this
So you can stop all that callin' (Callin')
Complainin' (Complainin')
Stressin' (Stressin')
About somethin' (You're not gettin')

All my love (Can I get it back?)
No, I can't
All my time (Can I get it back?)
No, I can't
So, all your rings (Can I get it back?)
No, you can't
Oh, you can't (Can you get it back?)
No, you can't

Now all I need in this life of sin
Is a down ass chick, and you ain't it
Thought you was real, but you ain't shit
You can ride in the truck, but you can't sit
See, you must got me misconstrued
R dot not that trickin' dude
But if I spend, I'ma really spend
I put you on an island next to Gilligan
And it's way too late for the boo-hoos
Sorry, game over, you lose
Tell your new man I keeps my Roscoe
And I got a new thorough chick to feed me tacos