Correction Lyrics For The Night by Tyga

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Aight, so we back again nigga to something talk about
She something never tastes like
She's always good loving rapper
She's always good loving DJ
Ah yeah, and we still like our shit "Well Done"
T-Raww, get em

She gon' do some wrong (wrong), but the price is right (right)
Said she know how to suck and she know how to f*ck (how to f*ck)
I gotta tell me twice (twice), slide on her like Billie Jean
In a day, time gon' might jack pull her at night (night)
Ever call you bae for the day don't mean I'm tryna make you a wife (no)
Said she got bomb p*ssy and she said my dick is like dynamite (boom)
Had to cum two times (two times), we break up, make a f*cking fight (fight)
Enjoy my life, this shit so awesome (awesome), ten years still flossin' (flossin')
I'm The Stone Cold Truth" like Steve Austin (Austin)
You gotta problem like Austin, [?] like Boston
I'm the bossy (ha) and my bitch so bossy (bossy)
Like Alys was here, no Game Of Thrones but this sluts be getting slaughtered (huh)
One day, I'll have a daughter
Hope she don't f*ck with no rappers (no), but this girls like rappers
So they suck, they kiss their boyfriend after (ugh), girl, you so nasty

If I got a hundred dollars every bad bitch that passed me
I'll be [?] daddy, T-Raww gladly
Get you diamonds, Birkin, Maggy, just don't ex me
Tell me Sassy (Sassy), she a dog like Lassie (Lassie), bustin' down on an ass chick
Now she ashy (ashy), Imma call you Ashley (Ashley), ass cash, Lil Cassie
Baby, don't pass me, you know I ball like Messi (ya), set this dick game free
Gotta cash app me (ya), don't tease and arrest me (ya), I like 'em ratchet and classy (huh)
She wanna be Saweetie (ah), stack chains like Quavo (pow)
And we stack that bread like a Lego (aye)
Pop up with a toast like a Eggo (pop)
And a chain can [?] (huh)
This shit so breezy, I killed it, I bleed it (haha)
She taking her off her Yeezy, she keeping on her CC (woah)
Go Bibi (go Bibi), back that ass up like B.B
She from D.C., keep it [?]
We wildin' (wildin', yeah), R.I.P. to the goat
Pop, pop to the smoke (smoke), to the moon, let it flow (flow, flow, low)

(W-w-well done)
You're welcome! (R.I.P to the goat)
This subscription is all us
Hahaha
(R.I.P. to the goat
To the moon, let it flow
This shit so Tyga like, ten years later shit is like damn)

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