Back In Style (Interlude)

They say, "Nothing lasts forever," but I hope this does

Oh-oh, oh-oh

Yeah, I'm on high, like you wanna find out

You wanna find out, oh my, oh-oh

They say, "Nothing lasts forever," but I hope this does

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Yeah, I'm on high, I don't wanna fall back down

Oh-oh

Coke Boy, baby

With me, you'll have the time in your life

It don't take much for me to set the vibe

It be the little things I do to make you smile

You ain't feel this good in a while

God strike me down if I'm lyin'

Put my right hand on the Koran

I know that you ain't feel this good in a while

But don't trip, 'cause real niggas back in style

Baby, don't trip, them niggas dead still

Shittin' on them hoes is your best skill

Ain't no way you should be thinkin' 'bout your ex still

Or your next meal

She ain't seen the gym in weeks, but she flex still

I just iced out her wrist, her Patek's real

I might give the world to my baby, yeah

I don't like to talk much, I'd just rather do it

I just woke up, but

Why did my friend call me last night

And she told me that you're a ho

And that I shouldn't be fucking with you

And that you're for everybody

But I'm done

I choose listening to everyone, 'cause I miss you, I don't wanna see you

With me, you'll have the time in your life

It don't take much for me to set the vibe

It be the little things I do to make you smile

You ain't feel this good in a while

God strike me down if I'm lyin'

Put my right hand on the Koran

I know that you ain't feel this good in a while

But don't trip, 'cause real niggas back in style

Ola amor

I've been thinking about you

And I know you've been thinking about me too

I keep replaying that night over and over

I'm just saying, what are we doing again?

Call me when you get this, bye