Last Night
Last night wasn't in the mood
Last night, bro Nem was tweaking off the juice
Last night I fucked them bitches by the two's
Oh, yeah, and last night we had a party by the pool
I pulled up inside a color candy painted coupe
She don't really love me
She just love what I can do for her and the crew
And last night we fucked around and made the news (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Baby I been faded for like two whole days
I ain't slept in like a week but I'ma be ok
I can't show no love and that's my ex to blame
She the reason why I'm stuck up in these selfish ways
(Aye) pour up a cup for the real one what it's about
(Aye) and she like why you act like a ass figure it out
(Aye) we do whatever ain't gotta like with a doubt
We got different types of women, "which ones?"
Just pick them out
'Cause we know they ain't bout what they on in the songs
Yeah, I'm a hitta I can't stay for too long
'Cause we know they ain't bout what they on in the songs
Big thanks to God 'cause he ain't leading me wrong (skrrrt, skrrrt)
Last night wasn't in the mood
Last night, bro Nem was tweaking off the juice
Last night I fucked them bitches by the two's
Oh, yeah, and last night we had a party by the pool
I pulled up inside a color candy painted coupe
She don't really love me
She just love what I can do for her and the crew
And last night we fucked around and made the news (yeah, yeah, yeah)
200 whipping a foreign right off the lot (aye)
I'm off Bel Air, she want a Martina on rocks (aye)
I took a little and turned it into A lot (aye)
I'm in LA with a shawty that's from the Bronx (aye)
V.I.P. section in the club, I'm wearing crocs (aye)
Turned out to be everything they said I'm not
Couple thousand on a watch that's just to stunt on them
Doing anything I want, we having fun on them
Bahama breeze, toes in the sand in Punta Canta while she under me
Yeah, my new whip a transformer named it bumblebee
And I be stepping over beats just like the number three
(Swish) (aye yeah)
Last night wasn't in the mood
Last night, bro Nem was tweaking off the juice
Last night I fucked them bitches by the two's
Oh, yeah, and last night we had a party by the pool
I pulled up inside a color candy painted coupe
She don't really love me
She just love what I can do for her and the crew
And last night we fucked around and made the news (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Last night, bro Nem was tweaking off the juice
Last night I fucked them bitches by the two's
Oh, yeah, and last night we had a party by the pool
I pulled up inside a color candy painted coupe
She don't really love me
She just love what I can do for her and the crew
And last night we fucked around and made the news (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Baby I been faded for like two whole days
I ain't slept in like a week but I'ma be ok
I can't show no love and that's my ex to blame
She the reason why I'm stuck up in these selfish ways
(Aye) pour up a cup for the real one what it's about
(Aye) and she like why you act like a ass figure it out
(Aye) we do whatever ain't gotta like with a doubt
We got different types of women, "which ones?"
Just pick them out
'Cause we know they ain't bout what they on in the songs
Yeah, I'm a hitta I can't stay for too long
'Cause we know they ain't bout what they on in the songs
Big thanks to God 'cause he ain't leading me wrong (skrrrt, skrrrt)
Last night wasn't in the mood
Last night, bro Nem was tweaking off the juice
Last night I fucked them bitches by the two's
Oh, yeah, and last night we had a party by the pool
I pulled up inside a color candy painted coupe
She don't really love me
She just love what I can do for her and the crew
And last night we fucked around and made the news (yeah, yeah, yeah)
200 whipping a foreign right off the lot (aye)
I'm off Bel Air, she want a Martina on rocks (aye)
I took a little and turned it into A lot (aye)
I'm in LA with a shawty that's from the Bronx (aye)
V.I.P. section in the club, I'm wearing crocs (aye)
Turned out to be everything they said I'm not
Couple thousand on a watch that's just to stunt on them
Doing anything I want, we having fun on them
Bahama breeze, toes in the sand in Punta Canta while she under me
Yeah, my new whip a transformer named it bumblebee
And I be stepping over beats just like the number three
(Swish) (aye yeah)
Last night wasn't in the mood
Last night, bro Nem was tweaking off the juice
Last night I fucked them bitches by the two's
Oh, yeah, and last night we had a party by the pool
I pulled up inside a color candy painted coupe
She don't really love me
She just love what I can do for her and the crew
And last night we fucked around and made the news (yeah, yeah, yeah)
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