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| Song: | Last Night |
| Artist: | B Young & Tion Wayne |
| Rhythm: | Urban |
Last night
We was ravin' in the dance, fam 'til about half five
This peng ting had me thinkin' that I'd better play my cards right
While a next thing tellin' me she wanna live the fast life
Lord, she wanna live the fast life, yeah
Mmm, so tell me what you're wantin', gyal
You know I have to put it on you like
Tell me what you're wantin', gyal, yeah
You got me puttin' hands on your body
Love it when you're whinin' up on me
Way that you grindin' it slowly
Gyal, you know you life of the party, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hands on your body
Love it when you're whinin' up on me
Way that you grindin' it slowly
Gyal, you know you life of the party, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh, baby, don't you hold back
Go on push it with your whole back on me
Got me sippin' out this cognac
Livin' Jumanji, that's a throwback, mmh, yeah
Baby don't hide it, you a freak
And we don't need no sleep
Gyal, I know you know what I mean like
You're designer head down to your feet
You know talkin' isn't cheap
And I'm tryna see your skin between the sheets
So tell me what you're wantin', gyal
You know I have to put it on you like
Tell me what you're wantin', gyal, yeah
You got me puttin' hands on your body
Love it when you're whinin' up on me
Way that you grindin' it slowly
Gyal, you know you life of the party, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hands on your body
Love it when you're whinin' up on me
Way that you grindin' it slowly
Gyal, you know you life of the party (Yo, Tion Wayne from the 9), yeah, yeah, yeah
She like the S-Class or the E-Class, not the C-Class
Too bait, so we ride 'round in a V-Class
Asian, Caucasian, I'll take either
Her sex game's like my shank game, wants it deeper
Every time I choke her neck, she got a passion
Couldn't wait, we made love up in the Wagon
Gucci bag 'round my chest, it ain't for fashion
Told her ex, it's good sex but she was cappin'
Real thug, make a mistake but I can't lie
Moncler and Chanel bag make it alright
Gyal used to walk by, didn't want all of us
Now we fuck gyal with million followers
Can't lie, yeah, uh-huh, I got this gyal on the Northside
Rides with me and I'm somethin' like a star nine
Pretty gyal, come and live fast life
This one's only bad part-time
Ooh, let me put my hands on your body
Love it when you're whinin' up on me
Way that you grindin' it slowly
Gyal, you know you life of the party, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hands on your body
Love it when you're whinin' up on me
Way that you grindin' it slowly
Gyal, you know you life of the party, yeah, yeah, yeah
You're life of the party, life of the party
Hands on your body, hands on your body
Whine it up on me, whine it up on me
You're life of the party, life of the party
We was ravin' in the dance, fam 'til about half five
This peng ting had me thinkin' that I'd better play my cards right
While a next thing tellin' me she wanna live the fast life
Lord, she wanna live the fast life, yeah
Mmm, so tell me what you're wantin', gyal
You know I have to put it on you like
Tell me what you're wantin', gyal, yeah
You got me puttin' hands on your body
Love it when you're whinin' up on me
Way that you grindin' it slowly
Gyal, you know you life of the party, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hands on your body
Love it when you're whinin' up on me
Way that you grindin' it slowly
Gyal, you know you life of the party, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh, baby, don't you hold back
Go on push it with your whole back on me
Got me sippin' out this cognac
Livin' Jumanji, that's a throwback, mmh, yeah
Baby don't hide it, you a freak
And we don't need no sleep
Gyal, I know you know what I mean like
You're designer head down to your feet
You know talkin' isn't cheap
And I'm tryna see your skin between the sheets
So tell me what you're wantin', gyal
You know I have to put it on you like
Tell me what you're wantin', gyal, yeah
You got me puttin' hands on your body
Love it when you're whinin' up on me
Way that you grindin' it slowly
Gyal, you know you life of the party, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hands on your body
Love it when you're whinin' up on me
Way that you grindin' it slowly
Gyal, you know you life of the party (Yo, Tion Wayne from the 9), yeah, yeah, yeah
She like the S-Class or the E-Class, not the C-Class
Too bait, so we ride 'round in a V-Class
Asian, Caucasian, I'll take either
Her sex game's like my shank game, wants it deeper
Every time I choke her neck, she got a passion
Couldn't wait, we made love up in the Wagon
Gucci bag 'round my chest, it ain't for fashion
Told her ex, it's good sex but she was cappin'
Real thug, make a mistake but I can't lie
Moncler and Chanel bag make it alright
Gyal used to walk by, didn't want all of us
Now we fuck gyal with million followers
Can't lie, yeah, uh-huh, I got this gyal on the Northside
Rides with me and I'm somethin' like a star nine
Pretty gyal, come and live fast life
This one's only bad part-time
Ooh, let me put my hands on your body
Love it when you're whinin' up on me
Way that you grindin' it slowly
Gyal, you know you life of the party, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hands on your body
Love it when you're whinin' up on me
Way that you grindin' it slowly
Gyal, you know you life of the party, yeah, yeah, yeah
You're life of the party, life of the party
Hands on your body, hands on your body
Whine it up on me, whine it up on me
You're life of the party, life of the party
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