Can we fuck around like we was 17 again
You know what you mean to me fuck what you mean to him
I'm smoking dope just bring the juice and imma bring the gin
We ain't got to be together we can be pretend
Can we fuck around like we was 17 again?
You know what you mean to me fuck what you mean to him
When he call you you can pack yo shit and leave again
I just want to feel like we was 17 again
We started out as friends because we shared a couple classes
I was a virgin so I'm trying to score a couple baskets
I'm just trying to put that pussy in a fuckin casket
You trying to slide to my crib you fell in love with asking
I was nervous No lie so I was moving slow
You really lied and told me your pops told you you could go
You seemed innocent so I didn't know what you was on
Compared to me I was kid but shit you was grown
Walking round the school they ask is me and you together
Your friend like me too but I was thinking you was better
We started staying after school and having kissing matches
My man's asked me did I hit I'm like I'm getting at it
We getting closer everyday is like a new challenge
You had my shit standing up like it's the broom challenge
Clipped my ex she a libra I need some new talents
She steadily asking Kawhi (Why) I need a new balance
Can we fuck around like we was 17 again
You know what you mean to me fuck what you mean to him
I'm smoking dope just bring the juice and imma bring the gin
We ain't got to be together we can be pretend
Can we fuck around like we was 17 again?
You know what you mean to me fuck what you mean to him
When he call you you can pack yo shit and leave again
I just want to feel like we was 17 again
Now it's really feeling like crunch time
You put that ass on me in the lunch line
You dressin different now you looking dumb fine
Ain't no mixed signals I'm seeing dumb signs
You finally come to my crib you sitting on my lap
She going word for word she really know my raps
She asked if I was a virgin Nigga you know I capped
She asked if I was her bae I'm like you know I'm that
We head back to my room this shit is getting realer
I done had a million dreams about getting with her
We start kissing again my shit getting bigger
I think she feeling so her movements start getting quicker
The first time always better than the next million
Put it in a swear to God It was the best feeling
My mama posed to be at work so it's nothing it's cool
You jumped off my shit as soon as she busted in the room
Can we fuck around like we was 17 again
You know what you mean to me fuck what you mean to him
I'm smoking dope just bring the juice and imma bring the gin
We ain't got to be together we can be pretend
Can we fuck around like we was 17 again?
You know what you mean to me fuck what you mean to him
When he call you you can pack yo shit and leave again
I just want to feel like we was 17 again