Throw It Back

(Thelma Oragbon)

This rap exudes female dominant energy. This is written through a female perspective, coming from a lens of a woman with utmost confidence while fully and unapologetically owning their sexuality. This is a fun song with plenty of puns and playful wordplay.

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(Pre-chorus)
Beat it up, pet the kit
Eat me out for dinner, don't forget the tip
You go apeshit, that gorilla grip
Bound at these hips, supreme thot shit
Goofy bitch, always lit
Vacation in the crib, my body is your getaway
Red lips, red car, red hot bang flips
Green light on, no red flags

(Chorus)
First I throw it back and then I let it land
First I throw it back and then I let it land

First I throw it back, then I let it land
First I throw it back, (and then?)
And then I let it land

(Verse)
Could blow shit up with our chemistry
Cause bitch a scientist
My existence is charity
Bitch a philanthropist
My wallet goes green
Bitch environmentalist
I could see through any bullshit
Call me radiologist

Cause I'm all up on it
Put my back up in it
Can't put a measurement, what I bring to the table
Now bend me o'er on it

Baby likes my style, baby likes my temperament
How I throw my legs up like I do a messy bun
Honey bun, gimme everything, everything I want
I'm his little cutey eenie weenie bittey honey bunch (with a fat ass)

(Pre-chorus)
Beat it up, pet the kit
Eat me out for dinner, don't forget the tip
You go apeshit, that gorilla grip
Bound at these hips, supreme thot shit
Goofy bitch, always lit
Vacation in the crib, my body is your getaway
Red lips, red car, red hot bang flips
Green light on, no red flags

(Chorus)
First I throw it back and then I let it land
First I throw it back and then I let it land

First I throw it back, then I let it land
First I throw it back, (and then?)
And then I let it land

First I throw it back and then I let it land
First I throw it back and then I let it land

First I throw it back, then I let it land
First I throw it back, (and then?)
And then I let it land

(Verse)
Need a playlist for my lewds
So he puts me on the loop
If I'm bored I send him nudes
He sends his, I say unmute

If I'm feeling in the mood
Imma make a Betty Boop
And go boop-oop-a-doop
When I'm bouncing on it too

Curtains open baby, 
Windows squeaky, shining
Giving them a show while you blow my shit out 
At your high rise apartment

Knows my body good, yup he a connoisseur
I'll be in my freak shit, that I can assure
Baby likes the character, he likes the allure
And you know this body -ody leaving jaws on floors

(Pre-chorus)
Beat it up, pet the kit
Eat me out for dinner, don't forget the tip
You go ape shit, that gorilla grip
Bound at these hips, supreme thot shit
Goofy bitch, always lit
Vacation in the crib, my pussy is your getaway
Red lips, red car, red hot bang flips
Green light on, no red flags

(Chorus)
First I throw it back and then I let it land
First I throw it back and then I let it land

First I throw it back, then I let it land
First I throw it back, (and then?)
And then I let it land

First I throw it back and then I let it land
First I throw it back and then I let it land

First I throw it back, then I let it land
First I throw it back, (and then?)
And then I let it land
© Thelma Oragbon 2022