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J. Stalin

Last Night

 

Last Night


I'm not your superman, girl I'm your freaky friend.
I'm not your other guy.
I'm the nigga on your Ipod.
Livewire get it like arewar, sometimes I'm too fly..
I think that I need wings,
Girl I know your impressed by the things that money brings
I'm not your other nigga
I do it way bigger, c'mon on baby do the possible

[Chorus:]
Last night she got on top of me,
I gaaave it to her just howww she likesss.
Now she back for more..
No I gotta get down....
Walk to the club and prove to her
Give me give me give me some of that grinding love

And even tho I don't be dancing Ima gangsta nigga with gangsta rhythm
Though it's easy to pretend,
I know ur not a fool.
I saw ur eyes scouted big,
I rolled up in the Benz
All this time you've been choosen,
What you thought I'll never shine again well the jokes on youuu..
Well me I ain't tripping off small shit,
I'm just pimping for privacy your my target
Make sure you finish everything u started
When u see the dick, don't act retarded
If u suck me good, will do it again tom.
Give it to you good......

You like that then there's more where that comes from
I like you so i call u a funrun

[Chorus:]
Last night she got on top of me,
I gaaave it to her just howww she likesss.
Now she back for more..
No I gotta get down....
Walk to the club and prove to her
Give me give me give me some of that grinding love

She ain't never had it how I give it at all
Keep the money coming summer, spring, and fall
I'ma real solid nigga plus my dick stand tall
Mr. always on a roll saying a new car
Mr. cypress village....
Get her all alone and I'm do the talk
You know how I like it, hit me after dark
I be stuck on the block hot as pop tart.
I'm just trying to get some head before my show start
Lil' mama got brain and she real real smart
Told her I'm in the game
Have money, have heart
J Stalin the name, live wire what I bang,
Even though I'm wit the run, I still keep my thaangs
She in love with a nigga, she gon' wait up in the rain
She know I run shit like major pain
Call her wild west Oakland, she can run her whole game.

I'm not your superman, girl I'm your freaky friend.
I'm not your other guy.
I'm the nigga on your Ipod.
Livewire get it like arewar, sometimes I'm too fly..
I think that I need wings,
Girl I know your impressed by the things that money brings
I'm not ur other nigga
I do it way bigger, c'mon on baby do the possible

[Chorus:]
Last night she got on top of me,
I gaaave it to her just howww she likesss.
Now she back for more..
No I gotta get down....
Walk to the club and prove to her
Give me give me give me some of that grinding love

done

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