Correction Paroles Nights Like This par Bizzy Banks

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Hitmaka

Shawty treat me like I'm famous
And she love the way a n***a jump up out that Range
Steady on the road, I be tryna get them faces
Don't wanna see you changin', be on the same page, I ain't tryna bring you pain
Girl you know just how to slide, slide with me
You just gotta call my phone and up it, it ain't no worry
Know when you ridin', we on timing, yeah
Just let me know, girl, you get whatever you want, yeah yeah yeah (Yeah yeah, ay)

Different foreigns, when I pull up, shawty know me (Skkrt, skkrt)
Push start the whip, no need for car keys
Leave your n***a salty, she a little hottie, cute face, slim body
Sun kiss, shawty glowin', she be tryna have my Cardi
Why you let them b*t*hes test you when you know better?
Put you in that new Dior, make you feel so special
Special with them budgets, let me know if you understand that
Ridin' with it tucked, 'cause I know my momma can't plan that

Trust me, girl you don't wanna miss this
Just wanna show you love, I don't wanna see you distant
Take a flight if you need some undivided attention
Put some ice on her, I change the climate, no comparison

Shawty treat me like I'm famous
And she love the way a n***a jump up out that Range
Steady on the road, I be tryna get them faces
Don't wanna see you changin', be on the same page, I ain't tryna bring you pain
Girl you know just how to slide, slide with me
You just gotta call my phone and up it, it ain't no worry
Know when you ridin', we on timing, yeah
Just let me know, girl, you get whatever you want, yeah yeah yeah (Look)

She complaining 'bout my phone, I said "Don't watch that"
It's fifty thousand in the crib, can you count that?
I made that time three, it's a light pack (Facts)
You fallin' for my swag, and your man don't like that (At all)
She said she love how I smell, it's the blue Chanel
She sending pics from the tel', I'ma beat it well
Said I might buy her a chain if the neck amazing
I've been chasin' so much money, I cannot be patient
I could switch up her mood with these metaphors
Her ex a lame, he can't even change the settings for her, wonder what she settled for?
She said how she like my similes
I think we got chemistry, or it's just the Hennessy (Like)

Shawty treat me like I'm famous
And she love the way a n***a jump up out that Range
Steady on the road, I be tryna get them faces
Don't wanna see you changin', be on the same page, I ain't tryna bring you pain
Girl you know just how to slide, slide with me
You just gotta call my phone and up it, it ain't no worry
Know when you ridin', we on timing, yeah
Just let me know, girl, you get whatever you want, yeah yeah yeah

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