Late night sex feel so good Bend you over, put that dick inside your gut (dick inside your gut) If the neighbors hear a name, don't give a fuck I'ma call you 2 a.m. I'm pullin' up It feel good (it feel good) It feel good uh-huh It feel good (it feel good) It feel good, uh-huh (uh-huh) It feel good Uh late night Ridin' round on a late night Hit me when you need great pipe Push up on you, get your day right Push up on you like, yeah in the shower like yeah In the bed like, yeah between your legs like uh-huh Street nigga ain't the datin' type Bad bitch, keep my day right Magnum on I'ma safe type Glizzy on me traffic late nights Name another nigga better Pussy wet but didn't get no wetter Twin goose we can match for the winter (yeah) Fuck all that say that shit don't matter yeah yeah Uh, who do it better, fuck her wherever Know I'ma G fuck the rest of the letter No she don't think she just do what I tell her Take me wherever she tell me she never been Told her I want her for her and her friend Told her I want to put her in a Benz Twin ghosts that's me and Lucci them a whole lot of bands Late night sex feel so good Bend you over, put that dick inside your gut (dick inside your gut) If the neighbors hear a name don't give a fuck I'ma call you 2 a.m. I'm pullin' up It feel good (it feel good) It feel good uh-huh It feel good (it feel good) It feel good, uh-huh (uh-huh) It feel good I show her the world and shit Rollies and pearls and shit, threesome She in them girls and shit Leaving them pearls and shit Get on my nerves and shit Bitches cheatin' that's the worst yeah Female version of Durk yeah Smoke weed pop a perk yeah Tell your exes big smoke here (uh) Chokers on, I might choke him (uh-huh) Why you call him while I'm strokin' Pussy good it got no scent (yeah) Pussy wetter than the ocean Hope I don't drown in it, I probably get found in it When it go down we goin' rounds and shit I'm talkin' 'bout poundin' shit She go out of town with the bricks She my little down little bitch She my little brown little bitch I keep her around me lit, yeah uh I like to get off the dirty Dicking her, showing no mercy Fuck with a curry that's perkys I'm in the trenches with 30s Late night sex feel so good Bend you over put that dick inside your gut (dick inside your gut) If the neighbors hear a name don't give a fuck I'ma call you 2 a.m. I'm pullin' up It feel good (it feel good) It feel good uh-huh It feel good (it feel good) It feel good, uh-huh (uh-huh) It feel good (it feel good)

What a good time! What a fine show! Jolly good evening, Gentlemen! Isn't it nice that once again it's Christmas Eve! Fills a fellow with delight! Everyone sing Fa-la-la-la! Rup a bup bum! Hip hip hoo-rah! Knowing we'll have a jolly good time tonight! What a good time! What a fine day! Getting a gift for evryone. Giving out gifts is so much fun on Christmas Eve! Fills a fellow with delight! Everyone sing Fa la la la! Rup a bup bum! Hip hip hoo-rah! Knowing we'll have a jolly good time tonight! Thank the Lord our business has been keen! Thank the Lord and bless and keep the Queen! Her Majesty the Queen! What a good time! What a fine day! Giving the poor a coin or two! Charity's what we wealthy do on Christmas Eve! Fills a fellow with delight! Knowing we'll have a jolly good time tonight!

Everyday the news is telling Of crisis and war All I know is what they're selling I ain't buying no more And all it takes is One good thing to happen Yeah all it takes is One good thing And yesterday a man defied them Standing in light Bringing dreams of new tomorrows Closer in sight And all it takes is One good thing to happen Yeah all it takes is One good thing And all of life Is just a trick of the light And change will come just as day Follows the night And all it takes is One good thing to happen Yeah all it takes is One good thing And all it takes is One good thing to happen Yeah all it takes is one Just one, just one good thing

Buddah blessed this beat Think It's A Game They gon miss me when I'm gone Pour out some liquor for your dawgs gone Pour up a pint wit ya dawg 'till it's all gone They gon miss me when I'm gone yeah yeah When you down and out who can you call on And this was way before the phone They know I'm pickin' up Better know I'm pushin' up This was way before Pradas, We was some young niggas we ain't have no role models Go hit the block and get some cheese that just how we was brought up Fly nigga since a teen leveled up and Now we ballin' like the globetrotters Road runner money long as four hundred All my jugs worth bout four hundred I'm a stunner boy my pinky ring blingin' like a mu-mufucka And I'm sippin' lean cup lookin' like a mud puddle yeah Try and get my set you have to tackle me Tall recipe please, Ima boss you gotta answer me Raise your hand to speak when I raise my hand they eat nigga You know where I'm from what they gon do bout me nigga They gon miss me when I'm gone Pour out some liquor for your dawgs gone Pour up a pint wit ya dawg 'till it's all gone They gon miss me when I'm gone yeah yeah When you down and out who can you call on And this was way before the phone yeah They know I'm pickin' up Better know I'm pushin' up Aye when they call I'm pickin' up Any beef I'm pushin' up Bought my nigga, my family, my paper it's war I want answers nigga All day and night we get active nigga Broad day on sight, you know we all got a pipe Plus we all got on ice You know we strapped everywhere we go like we all got license yeah Don't get popped like a Vicodin Know I put AP on not the one from the Vikings Never look at me wrong we gon cut out ya eyelids I'm not the one to sleep on what the fuck is you tired bitch? And I don't wanna see yours I'ma wait and get my shit Knowin' y'all my mains Ion't be fuckin' no side chicks They gon miss me when I'm gone Pour out some liquor for your dawgs gone Pour up a pint wit ya dawg 'till it's all gone They gon miss me when I'm gone yeah yeah When you down and out who can you call on And this was way before the phone yeah They know I'm pickin' up Better know I'm pushin' up Thug life shit nigga Zone 3 shit nigga Summerhill trust the tree know where the fuck we came from nigga Couldn't walk a mile in mine ya know

Men of good fortune, often cause empires to fall While men of poor beginnings, often can't do anything at all The rich son waits for his father to die The poor just drink and cry And me I just don't care at all Men of good fortune, very often can't do a thing While men of poor beginnings, often can do anything At heart they try to act like a man Handle things the best way they can They have no rich daddy to fall back on Men of good fortune, often cause empires to fall While men of poor beginnings, often can't do anything at all It takes money to make money they say Look at the Fords, but didn't they start that way Anyway, it makes no difference to me Men of good fortune, often wish that they could die While men of poor beginnings want what they have And to get it they'll die All those great things that live has to give They wanna have money and live But me, I just don't care at all Men of good fortune Men of poor beginnings

Zaytoven If lovin' me is wrong, I don't wanna be right then, damn, b- you hatin' I'm never wrong One time thought I was wrong, and I was only mistaken I live all alone, no house telephone, talk to you later I'm never home every time I thought I was home and it was only the matrix Off button Pause button Stop button Lock button Belly button Big ol' ti- she pop buttons Head buttin' Versace button down unbuttoned to the top button Percosets that's my buttons, hit the pop button Psychopath, blunt big, big as Mama June off the diet plan Smoking science lab I should have tattoo that say "I'm not like my dad" Jesus Christ, Amen My hand in the psychic's hand, she see righteous plans I see business plans then I lose my mind and my attention span She see empty hands like, "Ooh, Lordy" Smelling like Cool Water Y'all got them new Cartier the Rollie was too salty That's rich n- problems, lil' whoadie My little b- body a trophy Naked pics, five in the morning Sunglasses, smilin' emoji Pull up on the opps, surprise party Better get up and stand up like Bob Marley That is your homie, he died for ya Check your home screen, that's God calling (brr, hello?) We making an impact my n- We not just black n- We rich and black n- And all them b- they been after n- They run away then they come limpin' back, n- Amen, feeling like Our Father Should I get off my high horse? To get on my flying horses That's rich nigga problems avoid it My lil' bitch body will solve it And when you say, "Timber", please, will you whisper? My n- I'm quietly falling If lovin' me is wrong, I don't wanna be right then, damn, b- you hatin' I'm never wrong One time thought I was wrong, and I was only mistaken I live all alone, no house telephone, talk to you later I'm never home every time I thought I was home and it was only the matrix Hello? Hello? Rich n-, rich n-, rich n- That's rich n- problems, lil' whoadie Rich n- problems, lil' whoadie Rich n- problems, lil' whoadie I got rich n- problems, lil' whoadie If lovin' me is wrong, I don't wanna be right then, damn, b- you hatin' I'm never wrong One time thought I was wrong, and I was only mistaken I live all alone, no house telephone, talk to you later I'm never home every time I thought I was home and it was only the matrix Rest in peace, I rest in peace and harmony I don't talk, I speak, after I pray, I preach I don't play, I cheat, after I stay, I leave The f- in the road, grab the fork and eat Turn that piggy bank to some hog head cheese But you doin' nothin' but they say "Nothin' ain't never worth nothin', but it's always free" Psychopath Blunt thick, thick as Mama June off the diet plan, smokin' science lab I should have tattoo that say, "I'm nothin' like your man" Jesus Christ, Amen My hand in the psychic' hand She see righteous plans, I see power plans She take my hands put 'em in her pants Do the hyphy dance then I wipe my hands Feeling like Our Father Should I get off my high horse to get on my flyin' horses? That's rich n- problems, lil' whoadie That's rich n- problems, lil' whoadie Rich n- problems, lil' whoadie Rich n- problems, lil' whoadie You got penny pinch n- problems, lil' whoadie On the bench n- problems, lil' whoadie I got a b- n- problem, lil' whoadie More b- more problems, lil' whoadie That's rich n- problems, lil' whoadie Rich n- problems, lil' whoadie What is this n- problem, lil' whoadie? I got rich n- problems, lil' whoadie Yeah If lovin' me is wrong, I don't wanna be right then, damn, b- you hatin' I'm never wrong One time thought I was wrong, and I was only mistaken I live all alone, no house telephone, talk to you later I'm never home every time I thought I was home and it was only the matrix