Thief In the Night
I wake up and go get me some new money
You know I'm living like a G
These lil niggas ain't gonna take nan' from me
You know we do it like a G
I swear to God I fuck on anyone
Just like a gangsta, just like a G
This Duct Tape and YSL
You know I do it like a G
G's up hoes down
G's up hoes down
G's up hoes down
G's up hoes down
G's up hoes down
G's up hoes down
G's up hoes down
G's up hoes down
Like a thief in the night
I take anything but some pussy
Suck that head like a dyke
She got that head that I like
Deep in your partner ain't right
Put that lil baby on ice
I make the paper like Ray
Head on that bucket, your mothafuckin' life, Skoob
I promise you don't know me
I pull up bout my cake
Where I'm from is not safe
I got fish, I'm a lake
Scoop them grits on a plate
Yet she thought it was steak
I'm a thief in the night
Make her ride like a bike
I go down on a dyke, I go up on my price
I might chop, Kimbo Slice, kidnap like Uncle Ice
I got grits at the beach and they white like a rice
Let Trouble take your life
After I give you five
Scraping that five to the side
It ain't no question how nigga gon' ride
When they come with them questions
My nigga get quiet, sh sh, nigga sit quiet, sh sh
I am not taking no disrespect
You Patrick Ewing, you pump fakin'
No that won't happen on me
I drop a key like the mafuckin' beat
I look good as your dad on a Friday
So many cars I gotta buy a driveway
Never gon' let 'em live a nigga crime day
Serving these S and P's, I'm steady poppin'
Pockets fed up like they jumped him
YSL, that slimy anaconda
Bicking back, being bool like a uncle
I'm so geeked up I might fuck a condom
Like a thief in the night
I take anything but some pussy
Suck that head like a dyke
She got that head that I like
Deep in your partner ain't right
Put that lil babe on ice
I make the paper like Ray
Head on that bucket, your mothafuckin' life, Skoob
I promise you don't know me
I pull up bout my cake
Where I'm from is not safe
I got fish, I'm a lake
Scoop them grits on a plate
Yet she thought it was steak
I'm a thief in the night
Make her ride like a bike
I get 'em all on a race
She didn't even know what it was but she taste it
I dig in, her shit sound like Jason
I be on Percocets more than occasion
They betting on me like in Vegas
Betting on me like I'm Vegas
Stick to the code man, there won't be no traitor
Thugga Thugga, tell me what you would say
What would you say?
No J Money, but my gun say, "Bow"
Pop a molly, look at her then fiend
I'm the target mofucka, no beam
No this shit is not good as it seems
I might give her the boot with no jeans
I kick shit like a Chong and a Cheeng
I'm a boss, I'm bout that unity
Sandwiches, you know you in between
And you gotta know we at the green
You gotta be young nigga, wilder than Billie Jean
Gotta have paper for life
You ain't with it, you a L
Still getting it, yeah, balanced
Break it down on the scale
If it add up, hell yeah, I do it
Lap back and seen ran to it
Like a thief in the night
I take anything but some pussy
Suck that head like a dyke
She got that head that I like
Deep in your partner ain't right
Put that lil babe on ice
I make the paper like Ray
Head on that bucket, your mothafuckin' life, Skoob
I promise you don't know me
I pull up bout my cake
Where I'm from is not safe
I got fish, I'm a lake
Scoop them grits on a plate
Yet she thought it was steak
I'm a thief in the night
Make her ride like a bike
You know I'm living like a G
These lil niggas ain't gonna take nan' from me
You know we do it like a G
I swear to God I fuck on anyone
Just like a gangsta, just like a G
This Duct Tape and YSL
You know I do it like a G
G's up hoes down
G's up hoes down
G's up hoes down
G's up hoes down
G's up hoes down
G's up hoes down
G's up hoes down
G's up hoes down
Like a thief in the night
I take anything but some pussy
Suck that head like a dyke
She got that head that I like
Deep in your partner ain't right
Put that lil baby on ice
I make the paper like Ray
Head on that bucket, your mothafuckin' life, Skoob
I promise you don't know me
I pull up bout my cake
Where I'm from is not safe
I got fish, I'm a lake
Scoop them grits on a plate
Yet she thought it was steak
I'm a thief in the night
Make her ride like a bike
I go down on a dyke, I go up on my price
I might chop, Kimbo Slice, kidnap like Uncle Ice
I got grits at the beach and they white like a rice
Let Trouble take your life
After I give you five
Scraping that five to the side
It ain't no question how nigga gon' ride
When they come with them questions
My nigga get quiet, sh sh, nigga sit quiet, sh sh
I am not taking no disrespect
You Patrick Ewing, you pump fakin'
No that won't happen on me
I drop a key like the mafuckin' beat
I look good as your dad on a Friday
So many cars I gotta buy a driveway
Never gon' let 'em live a nigga crime day
Serving these S and P's, I'm steady poppin'
Pockets fed up like they jumped him
YSL, that slimy anaconda
Bicking back, being bool like a uncle
I'm so geeked up I might fuck a condom
Like a thief in the night
I take anything but some pussy
Suck that head like a dyke
She got that head that I like
Deep in your partner ain't right
Put that lil babe on ice
I make the paper like Ray
Head on that bucket, your mothafuckin' life, Skoob
I promise you don't know me
I pull up bout my cake
Where I'm from is not safe
I got fish, I'm a lake
Scoop them grits on a plate
Yet she thought it was steak
I'm a thief in the night
Make her ride like a bike
I get 'em all on a race
She didn't even know what it was but she taste it
I dig in, her shit sound like Jason
I be on Percocets more than occasion
They betting on me like in Vegas
Betting on me like I'm Vegas
Stick to the code man, there won't be no traitor
Thugga Thugga, tell me what you would say
What would you say?
No J Money, but my gun say, "Bow"
Pop a molly, look at her then fiend
I'm the target mofucka, no beam
No this shit is not good as it seems
I might give her the boot with no jeans
I kick shit like a Chong and a Cheeng
I'm a boss, I'm bout that unity
Sandwiches, you know you in between
And you gotta know we at the green
You gotta be young nigga, wilder than Billie Jean
Gotta have paper for life
You ain't with it, you a L
Still getting it, yeah, balanced
Break it down on the scale
If it add up, hell yeah, I do it
Lap back and seen ran to it
Like a thief in the night
I take anything but some pussy
Suck that head like a dyke
She got that head that I like
Deep in your partner ain't right
Put that lil babe on ice
I make the paper like Ray
Head on that bucket, your mothafuckin' life, Skoob
I promise you don't know me
I pull up bout my cake
Where I'm from is not safe
I got fish, I'm a lake
Scoop them grits on a plate
Yet she thought it was steak
I'm a thief in the night
Make her ride like a bike
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Writer(s): Jonathan Demario Priester, Jeffery Lamar Williams
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