Sunset
(And Im-And Im-And Im on Sunset)
Hair down in the wind
And I'm on Sunset
Knowing I'm about to sin
Sell my soul to the vets
After that, I'm goin in
Ima run them bands up
With a 6 piece hot if we at the strip club
7 Niggas comin thru just to fuck this shit up
8 Bitches on the crew tryna sip this '42
You can't get this shit for free hoe cuz we don't know you
Sending all my problems to the sky
Knowing that my brother might die, no
This could really be our last night
Come and turn up on the west side hoe!
Got this bad ass bitch on me wherever I go
Everybody call her Nina
Yeah, she known to let it blow
Gon fill up the whole arena if we sell out at the show
And we really get money
If you didn't, now you know
All my brothers real rasta they might show up at your door
If you touch me or you fuck with me, they known to up the score
And I'm never with the violence, you know that I walk alone
(You know-you know)
Sending all my problems to the sky
Knowing that my brother might die, no
This could really be our last night
Come and turn up on the west side hoe!
Sending all my problems to the sky
Knowing that my brother might die, no
This could really be our last night
Come and turn up on the west side hoe!
Know I walk alone, baby take me home
I don't feel the love, I need me some drugs
Dying in the club, crying at the club
Come and turn me up, come and light it up
Know I walk alone, baby take me home
I don't feel the love, I need me some drugs
Dying in the club, crying at the club
Come and turn me up, come and light it up
Know I walk alone, baby take me home
I don't feel the love, I need me some drugs
Dying in the club, crying at the club
Come and turn me up, come and light it up
Know I walk alone, baby take me home
I don't feel the love, I need me some drugs
Dying in the club, crying at the club
Come and turn me up, come and light it up
Know I walk alone, baby take me home
I don't feel the love, I need me some drugs
Dying in the club, crying at the club
Come and turn me up, come and light it up
Know I walk alone, baby take me home
I don't feel the love, I need me some drugs
Dying in the club, crying at the club
Come and turn me up, come and light it up
Hair down in the wind
And I'm on Sunset
Knowing I'm about to sin
Sell my soul to the vets
After that, I'm goin in
Ima run them bands up
With a 6 piece hot if we at the strip club
7 Niggas comin thru just to fuck this shit up
8 Bitches on the crew tryna sip this '42
You can't get this shit for free hoe cuz we don't know you
Sending all my problems to the sky
Knowing that my brother might die, no
This could really be our last night
Come and turn up on the west side hoe!
Got this bad ass bitch on me wherever I go
Everybody call her Nina
Yeah, she known to let it blow
Gon fill up the whole arena if we sell out at the show
And we really get money
If you didn't, now you know
All my brothers real rasta they might show up at your door
If you touch me or you fuck with me, they known to up the score
And I'm never with the violence, you know that I walk alone
(You know-you know)
Sending all my problems to the sky
Knowing that my brother might die, no
This could really be our last night
Come and turn up on the west side hoe!
Sending all my problems to the sky
Knowing that my brother might die, no
This could really be our last night
Come and turn up on the west side hoe!
Know I walk alone, baby take me home
I don't feel the love, I need me some drugs
Dying in the club, crying at the club
Come and turn me up, come and light it up
Know I walk alone, baby take me home
I don't feel the love, I need me some drugs
Dying in the club, crying at the club
Come and turn me up, come and light it up
Know I walk alone, baby take me home
I don't feel the love, I need me some drugs
Dying in the club, crying at the club
Come and turn me up, come and light it up
Know I walk alone, baby take me home
I don't feel the love, I need me some drugs
Dying in the club, crying at the club
Come and turn me up, come and light it up
Know I walk alone, baby take me home
I don't feel the love, I need me some drugs
Dying in the club, crying at the club
Come and turn me up, come and light it up
Know I walk alone, baby take me home
I don't feel the love, I need me some drugs
Dying in the club, crying at the club
Come and turn me up, come and light it up
Credits
Writer(s): Gia Heron
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