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ANOTHA LATE NITE (feat. 454) letra


Ay

Okay, I know this ho' from
Always down for smokin' dro
Said she wanna go pound for pound, I knock her down like Smokin' Joe
Said: Be there by 5 AM, end up there by 4:54
Way from Carol City to a neighborhood that's full of zoes
Welcome to my home bae, say it's been a long day
Then she pull some weed out, said: Crush it in you palm, bae
Light-skin like Beyoncé
And just like the queen, that's the way she get treated
She told me that she was bleedin', damn, right before I beat it
Even though I got some weed it's not enough to make mistake
She was givin' sloppy top, I ashed the blunt right on the tray
I can tell that she a pro, she the one to suffocate
I reply: You crazy, bitch, suck me up from six to eight
I don't want a 69, ho' you must've lost your mind
I don't run no red lights, she must think I'm colorblind
Now it's gettin' to that time where I gotta bust the moves
So I have to dip, 'cause she had to take her jit to school

Just another late night till 'nother day
Another dollar, 'nother ho' get flipped (Ay, ay, ay)
Shawty wanna test my pimp (Ay, ay, ay)
Shawty wanna test my pimp (Test my pimpin')
Just another late night till 'nother day
Another dollar, 'nother ho' get flipped (Ay, ay, ay)
Shawty wanna test my pimp (Ay, ay, ay)
Shawty wanna test my pimp

Lemme kick it up by my bitch up at the west side
She do suck, kick it up on the dick, we havin' the best time
She always caught up in the mix, been havin' my hands tied
That Chevy comin' up out the south, gon' kill 'em, dead flies
Jumpin' them niggas exactly what I'm 'bout
Cocaine gave 'em fed time
My grandma house, been watchin' them junkies
Saw they different shit, yeah, you know we finna tear it down
Back to tellin' my bitch 'bout how I feel before I stretch
Been cookin' up every day, been hittin' the strip and comin' back
And that's a hundred ways to go get rich and that's a fact
But I always have to get from my sixth sense put in them
Chop it back like '86, I drop the E30 on BBS
And I tell
I shoot up and send it up
On God they breakin' no sweat

Just another late night till 'nother day
Another dollar, 'nother ho' get flipped (Ay, ay, ay)
Shawty wanna test my pimp (Ay, ay, ay)
Shawty wanna test my pimp (Test my pimpin')
Just another late night till 'nother day
Another dollar, 'nother ho' get flipped (Ay, ay, ay)
Shawty wanna test my pimp (Ay, ay, ay)
Shawty wanna test my pimp (Test my pimpin', mane)

Now my- in the club gettin' real buck
Now my- in the club gettin' real buck
Now my- in the club gettin' real buck
Now my- in the club gettin' real buck

Denzel Curry - Letras

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