Correction Paroles 4 The Night par ZayBang

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She said, "I'm yours for the night"
(R-R-R-Remedy)
Might put her in Diors for the night

I can damn near stuff a hundred in these G-Stars
This new Drakey goin' dumb, yeah, he a retard
I can't tell that ho my vision, she can't see far
That lil' boy ain't hurt a fly, he think he hard?
Bean don't walk inside the building, I say, "Check, please"
These is not no regular Nikes, these is SBs
Bro got a mini right hook, but he a lefty
I'ma take the boys on one 'fore they catch me
N***a, Glocky with the beam on it
How he from my city? I ain't never seen homie
Forgis cost three hundred 'cause it got Supreme on it
Sloppy roll in these thousand dollar jeans on me
Space coupe, you know it's mine, pink slip
Benihana, chop 'em down, keep sticks
Ray Charles, you ain't never seen this
Keep blues, but I love them pink strips

She just text me, said, "It's yours for the night"
You tryna be my lil' w**** for the night
Sh*t, I might put her in them Diors for the night
Bro just dropped a whole four in Sprite, yeah
She just text me, said, "I'm bored for the night"
She wanna see how that new foreign come to life
I'm tryna f**k you on the floor on sight
Watch your step, 'cause these 4s Off-White
I just chase bread, f**k hoes, keep stick
Bounce out in VLONE, peep drip
Shoot first, stay away from defense
Chose up, five bands, pink strips
Rob who? We pullin' up drop tint
Twenty-two, we don't do the stock ten
Pop out, n***a, we are not them
Big guns, they don't know we locked in
Big guns, I told brother he could pick one
And all that talkin', that's gon get you n***as zipped up
Faceshots, hit him in his mouth, pick his lip up
I'm sorry, mama, I could never put the stick up
B*t*h, please, broke, weird punk b*t*h
She head first, you'll give her tongue kiss
Real life, we on them n***as' pumpkin
State facts, we don't make a**umptions

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