Words came to me that I wrote on the back of my boarding pass
Words for you
I called to you, you passed me by
Singing long goodbyes made you cry

I went away again to play a show
What I had to say, you´ll never know
So I caught my plane and I hit the sky
30 thousand feet, yeah up so high
I´m lonely as I´m sitting here watching the clouds go by
The song is just a star
To make up for all the time we´ve been apart
And all it has to say
Is what I tried to say today

Gon´ bust it wide, get me in the mood
Still gettin´ high with the same old crew
Gon´ bend it over from the back and make it talk
We ain´t gotta put a title on to play your part
Real niggas back in style
Real bitches back in style
Real niggas back in style

She gon´ put it in, was the sweetest thing she ever said
"Hit it from the back" was the sweetest thing she ever said
Gon´ bend it over, baby, gon´ make it talk
We ain´t gotta put a title on to play your part

Baby I always come back for you
Baby I always come back for you
She don´t like R&B, she like a thug
Every time goin´ deep, she fall in love
On the island, Dominican rum
Bend it over from the back ´til your leg get numb
Baby, forever be my lady
Twisted off the Yac and the purp, Montana been waitin´
If I ever came in your mouth without tellin´ yah, my fault

Baby gon´ bend down, hit the bottom, don´t talk
Baby please, got the same friends, enemies

Gon´ bust it wide, get me in the mood
Still gettin´ high with the same old crew
Gon´ bend it over from the back and make it talk
We ain´t gotta put a title on to play your part
Real niggas back in style
Real bitches back in style
Real niggas back in style
She gon´ put it in, was the sweetest thing she ever said
"Hit it from the back" was the sweetest thing she ever said
Gon´ bend it over, baby, gon´ make it talk
We ain´t gotta put a title on to play your part

Real niggas back in style

Real bitches back in style
Real niggas back in style
Real bitches back in style