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letra de night before - sanghera

[verse 1]
i just want to get the car started
caught down with the top like i’m ran mossing
pull up and the foreigns just start parking
as i get in i step off on the hall carpet
step in and the party just start popping
got a future screen blowing up in my right pocket
i don’t need a b-tch who need a ring like i shot sonic
pop pop pop pop pop it’s a hot topic
i’m a hot topic
all the f-cking chronic and the lipstick mark her progress
i don’t pray to god but i’m just asking for a little longer
topping off another cold drink gets the room’s smaller

[interlude]
chris tucker: i know you don’t smoke weed, i know this
but i’mma get you high today, because it’s friday
and you ain’t got sh-t to do

[verse 2]
mango fresh sheets
strange fruit slipping in bank of the seats
hanging so d-mn low, taste ain’t what it seems
i don’t care if you know i just care if you seen
bunch of people laughing, with cushions on the floor
t-tangled with the ch0r-s, i don’t see it anymore
feel a tap on my shoulder i hit it a la moe
f-fresh cherry scent her fingers wrap a bowl
what should we do tonight, the jazz trumpet solo got the mood’s just right
i got a few clues who i’m gonna lose tonight, i got a few girls who i’m gonna use tonight
so lose em ,lose em, take what we got, g-grooving grooving, music on stop
clueless to the cares, but who really cares when the tap on your shoulder just oozes charm
ooze.. pardon all the drama
pardon all the pocket protectors still at the party
prada in the pocket is getting me all this money
if i can buy me some clothes i’ll buy myself some new buddies
fresh cigarillo’s topped of with off the kerosene
everybody drinking fire water like they cherokee
on the f-cking table, she don’t care if she ever seen
always on the rocks but we live so carefully
live so carefully
8 room house and ain’t-ain’t one room for me
haze in and out and ain’t-ain’t one for free
gaze in and out and ain’t-ain’t one for dreams
ain’t for dreams, ain’t one for you and ain’t one for me
well, ain’t for we well
f-ck it
these k!llas feeding off a glimpse
i don’t your b-tches i’m stripping off all these f-cking tens
missing when you hitting, these b-tches slipping wet in the benz
tip tip pimping i’m realer then all these f-cking crips
k!lling is a business i’m ruling like it was writting
my vision all in the lincoln, i’m spitting like it was sickening
mean god d-mn i’m pimping, i’m out here and wining
got b-tches on the pole, i”m ice fishing with millions
(yeah)
now, now, who the f-ck are you kicking with
i am god level nah you ain’t riding with
i am top shelf i don’t need your bottom b-tch
bought a king now i am living off the f-cking strip
you can eat now, wait till i come finish with
wanna cheef now, wait till i come hit this sh-t
she’s with me now you ain’t rolling to the crib
want your b-tch back, or nah she ain’t quitting this
she ain’t quitting this
or nahs he ain’t quitting this
she ain’t quitting this
or nah, or nah, or nah

- sanghera

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