Quarterback Lyrics

Riding in the old school
Listening to old tunes
Reminiscing old times
When I use to take you down
Whipping in the Chitown
We was such a mess
Motorboat your waterfall
Underneath your dress
Kissing on your tattoos
Licking on your back too
Tingling in your spine
Have you curled up like a cashew
We should run that back soon
I want my quarterback yeah

I use to fuck with a dime
With no strings attached
Now that we’ve both grown up
I want my quarterback
I use to fuck with a dime
With no strings attached
Now that we’ve both grown up
I want my quarterback

I miss the way I make love to you
And girl I know that you miss it too
I hope that one day we can be cool
What do we have to lose

We’ve faded away
Far away
But now that time is just right (Yeah)
To pick it up where we laid it
I’m trynna see what that’s like
Lately what have you been on girl
I gotta know
I’m better than before
You fuckin with a pro (yeah)
You look like you could use a fifth
Let me gon and lay that pipe
I want me quarter back yeah yeah

I use to fuck with a dime
With no strings attached
Now that we’ve both grown up
I want my quarterback
I use to fuck with a dime
With no strings attached
Now that we’ve both grown up
I want my quarterback

I miss the way I make love to you
And girl I know that you miss it too
I hope that one day we can be cool
What do we have to lose

I use to fuck with a dime
With no strings attached
Now that we’ve both grown up
I want my quarterback
I use to fuck with a dime
With no strings attached
Now that we’ve both grown up
I want my quarterback

I miss the way I make love to you
And girl I know that you miss it too
I hope that one day we can be cool
What do we have to lose