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All Night

 

All Night

(albüm: Ivy League: Kick Back - 2013)


[Hook:]
Out all night, when you west side high
I'm prolly somewhere chilling
Depends on how I'm feeling
We'll be out all night
Riding through the city
When you leave the club girl hit me
I'll be out all night

[Verse 1:]
I'm picking down my outfit,
Just finished dicking down this south chick
Got her hooked to the pole like a trout fish
She used to party but now she just wanna house it
She like me cause them niggas ain't about shit
Got caugh, got the last nigga austed
Jumped in the truck, now my hand where her blouse is
Smoking on that kush and not the shit that's in your couches
With a tool never leave the crib without it
Cause I really know what a drought is
I was next to them keys like a mouse is
My people had to blow for the low, that's a crouch kit
Feels like parcel's, sold more than the Barksdale cartel
But now he in a dark jail,
But he started on the block thugging, making hard sales, thinking

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Shoot it out with local hustlers
All over local customers
If not them, the folks is cuffin us
We just want houses like the governors
Riding in my mobile guzzler
Headed to my mama house just to see what's up with her
Then we hit the party make sure all the girls loving us
Throwing money in the air, you know the southerners
When we're together shawty there's nothing trouble us
You can keep your ass girl, I'm going for the jugular
Hah, that was such a chuckle up
But I still sneak her out the club I'm a smuggler
Now I got her in my audemar,
When all I know is her favourite spot to go Papa Does
I'm fresh from my head to my zappa toes
But I apologize if I got your hoe

[Hook]

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