Midnight in the Bay

Remember last May when Omar two nights in a row
Konstantina whippin' her Bimmer convertible
Drop top down all the way down Oak Grove road
NG season 3 just another episode
An American flag and a bottle of champagne
My finessers finessin' all damn day
I can't feel my face, I can't even hear the music
Is this reality or an illusion?

When it's midnight in the bay
All the bitches and the players out to pay
Nothing good ever happens after 12 a.m
But these streets know me better than I know myself

When it's midnight in the bay
All the bitches and the players out to pay
Nothing good ever happens after 12 a.m
But these streets know me better than I know myself

Two weeks before it was like Hawaii in Dub-C
Mac Dre bumping, got my bars and my Hennessy
Boys with bottles, these girls are models with no runway
But when the cops show up, just look at how they run away

Lights off, flicker
Blue and red, hide the liquor
Did you call my phone?
Too turnt, dial tone
Hide and seek
My girl, she's too lit to speak
But pour another round, get the music loud
Let's show them the 925
Oh Lord

Broke bitches in a pack of cigarettes
California secrets, hold up, 'cause they know the rest
Ave Maria, I'll take your boy to church tonight
Cha-Cha for me one time, 8 minutes we'll be alright

When it's midnight in the bay
All the bitches and the players out to pay
Nothing good ever happens after 12 a.m
But these sreets know me better than I know myself

When it's midnight in the bay
All the bitches and the players out to pay
Nothing good ever happens after 12 a.m
But these sreets know me better than I know myself

Lights off, flicker
Blue and red, hide the liquor
Did you call my phone?
Too turnt, dial tone
Hide and seek
My girl, she's too lit to speak
But pour another round, get the music loud
Let's show them the 925
Oh Lord



Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Ieuan Williams
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