Correction Paroles Only 4 the Night par BlueBucksClan

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Highest floor, presidential at the Waldorf
We got hoes with real import jobs, they finna call off
Told my killers "hold y'all fire" called the guards off
Fans running up like "I'm so happy that I saw y'all"
I feel like a baby in this years, finna crawl off
Hit the pedal, let them hear the pipes, yeah it's only right
The other day I hit for fifty, what we on tonight?
I can't poor you niggas up, this my only Sprite
Told her "We gone fuck or what?" this yo only night
I'ma treat you good like my bitch only for the night

I'm too busy, wanna see me? Gotta be tonight
Anything I say, believe me, only for the night
I just walked her in the mansion, she like "Jesus Christ"
I got chefs setting up my island, where the dirty rice?
You sit right behind the pilots when you taking flights
Take you out to Vegas, drop the top, enjoy the city lights
Had that pussy bussing like it's war time
I can have your diamonds dancing while we courtside
I ain't nothing like your other nigga, this shit all mine
Might not speak again but for the night girl you all mine

Told her "this your last night if you tryna see me"
She know this her last night but she don't wanna leave me
Pull up president five eighty, yeah she can't believe me
She keep making plans for tomorrow but she'll never see me
Told her "this your last night if you tryna see me"
She know this her last night but she don't wanna leave me
Pull up presidential five eighty, yeah she can't believe me
She keep making plans for tomorrow but she'll never see me

Got some face and grabbed my keys, I didn't wanna do it
Neighbors think I'm in the league but I'm not no hooper
Four grams in the leaf, this shit hitting smoother
Big nickel on me feeling like Carlos Boozer
Tomorrow she think she gone see me but I'm not gone scoop her
Face her wood, strong, super
Niggas lame, broke loser

Slimmest waste, ass stupid
Diamonds hitting, Zab Judah
Using both hands to steer this wheel like a beach cruiser
I got bitches way from down south on up to Vancouver
Your bitch say I'm growing on her like a Chia pet

Twenty famous bitches in my messages, I didn't read 'em yet
Been in Niemen's for some hours, I'm not leaving yet
Let me be with demons, killers asking if I need em yet
For tonight it's on you, what you on? Where we eating at?

Told her "this your last night if you tryna see me"
She know this her last night but she don't wanna leave me
Pull up president five eighty, yeah she can't believe me
She keep making plans for tomorrow but she'll never see me
Told her "this your last night if tryna see me"
She know this her last night but she don't wanna leave me
Pull up presidential five eighty, yeah can't believe me
She keep making plans for tomorrow but she'll never see me

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