My Moment (feat. 2 Chainz, Meek Mill and Jeremih) - DJ Drama

Cap-1] Hello? Yeah, what you on for the night? Should grab a few of your homegirls and pull up Let's get active Baby whatchu doin' for the night? (for the night) Tryna be your man for the night (for the night) We could do the things that you like (for the night) I just want to get you right Girl tonight x 4 Yeah Rich! One text turned into drunk sex Drunk sex turned into a confess Legs up in the air left her body shakin' Wake up in the mornin' with her body achin' I got kisses where you want 'em at? She told me a she a freak, I hit her from the back Dig deep til she fall asleep And wake her back up for a repeat She said I hit the button like a retweet And I just holla Bang Bang like Chief Keef Hit the horn two times, beep beep Then met her on the corner right on Peachtree Yeah, that thing wetter than Dasani water She dance for me I throw money on her Heard I had a girl, but said she cool wit it As long as I get in and act a fool in it Baby whatchu doin' for the night? (for the night) Tryna be your man for the night (for the night) We could do the things that you like (for the night) I just want to get you right Girl tonight x 4 Yeah Yeah, 2 Chainz All the bad bitches want coke All my car filled up with smoke I'm ridin' through the city with my driver Shawty you need a rich nigga beside ya Open up your thighs more, let me get inside more Standin' next to me I guess you'll always be my side whore To-night gon' be the night I sneak in through the side door Told you I love your hair, what I got to lie for? Mind over matter she wears mine Anytime I walk in to the building I skip the line Anytime I sip on some wine I intertwine Told her put the dick in her stomach, gut and her spine I, fresh out the foreign Take two of these and call me in the mornin' I'm from Atlanta, I'm up when the lights off And Cap's from Chicago, all he wear is white sock Baby whatchu doin' for the night? (for the night) Tryna be your man for the night (for the night) We could do the things that you like (for the night) I just want to get you right Girl tonight x 4 Yeah Rich! Baby whatchu doin' for the night? That dress is fittin' right Tryna fill my appetite And you can get it how you like She said she got a man, boy that nigga square And I be everywhere, he ain't never there Get you anything you can ask for Take you cross the globe, get a passport (And what?) Girl I got them joints all rolled up Shawty got her ass all tooted up Baby I'm a real nigga true enough You know I'm cooler than a cooler All my niggas down to ride If your man flex it's a homicide Countin' all them checks, better get it right Tell me what you want, we gon' get it right Baby whatchu doin' for the night? (for the night) Tryna be your man for the night (for the night) We could do the things that you like (for the night) I just want to get you right Girl tonight x 4 Yeah Rich!

She said she want a stunner I said, 'Baby girl, I'm gettin' money' Drop it down, get low, uh-uh, uh-uh Can't forget the girl if I wanted While she up and down on that pole While she up and down on that pole When she up and down, she got me sayin' 'Yeah, drop it down and get low Drop it down and get low, drop it down and get low' You got me sayin', 'Yeah, drop it down and get low Drop it down and get low, drop it down and get low' I blew ten, I blew twenty, it's nothin' to me, I get money I eat, sleep and I shit money, I, I, I can't get this bitch off me I'm tossin' it and she want it, that's the way we own it Sound crazy, don't it? I'm turned up Them bottles come when we want 'em Pass 'em out to my homies, shorty break it down for me I done gave her head for that knowledge Shorty lap dancin' all on me, probably give it to me now Give it to me now, first she got me up, then she's goin' down Finna climb that, I mean climax We ridin' out, I'm gon' ride that, triple X flick, we gon' try that She could press record, don't rewind that She said she want a stunner I said, 'Baby girl, I'm gettin' money' Drop it down, get low, uh-uh, uh-uh Can't forget the girl if I wanted While she up and down on that pole While she up and down on that pole When she up and down, she got me sayin' 'Yeah, drop it down and get low Drop it down and get low, drop it down and get low' You got me sayin', 'Yeah, drop it down and get low Drop it down and get low, drop it down and get low' My hair longer than hers, bitch, life ain't fair I'm gettin' paid off ad-libs, all I got to do is say, "yeah" Ridin' around in that foreign, all your stories sound distorted Got so many Cuban links with me, my chain could get deported At the bar takin' shots, seek her out, you need reloader If you even took a bitch from me, I come back to repo her Dirty Sprite, I'll repour it, smellin' like a car dealership And I don't think it's gon' work out So, bitch, you need a membership She said she want a stunner I said, 'Baby girl, I'm gettin' money' Drop it down, get low, uh-uh, uh-uh Can't forget the girl if I wanted While she up and down on that pole While she up and down on that pole When she up and down, she got me sayin' 'Yeah, drop it down and get low Drop it down and get low, drop it down and get low' You got me sayin', 'Yeah, drop it down and get low Drop it down and get low, drop it down and get low' Olay, olay, olay, olay Look at '64s, out everyday, olay, olay Let a nigga let you know how much you care about a bitch I'm 'bout as cold as it get Only thing you get is a whole lot of dick Shout to Collipark when it's sold by the brick, nigga, hold up Sittin' on the stage with the rats out though Got some grip with me, turn to the max, I don't go But we with the shit, you bitch try me we shootin' And shootin' 'til the gun don't blast no more Back it up to me Grind on me like you're tryin' make love to me And go and bring the baddest girl in the club to me That'll make you the baddest girl in the world to me For real, huh, and I'm still ridin' one hand on the wheel The other one touchin' the girl while she kissin' the other one Makin' her face her like she finna bust her one She said she want a stunner I said, 'Baby girl, I'm gettin' money' Drop it down, get low, uh-uh, uh-uh Can't forget the girl if I wanted While she up and down on that pole While she up and down on that pole When she up and down, she got me sayin' 'Yeah, drop it down and get low Drop it down and get low, drop it down and get low' You got me sayin', 'Yeah, drop it down and get low Drop it down and get low, drop it down and get low'

The world is yours and everything in it You gonna go get it? Mama couldn't save me, daddy did so he couldn't raise me I'm still tripping off them hoes that played me Same bitches fronting on me when I had my baby It's crazy, and niggas say they made me Taking credit from my mama, shit amaze me How niggas talking down when I'm not around But every time I'm in the building, schhh, not a sound I line my haters up and clap them down That choppa have nigga dancing like he Bobby Brown I'm well-respected in my city, even out of town And don't ever tuck my chain Nigga, how that sound? How that look? We don't live by the book, we just live by the code A lot of niggas got exposed when feds came through They was dropping names too Niggas say I changed up but I'm with the same crew I was always told to get the money and remain you Never let these pussy niggas tell you what you can't do Every time they said that I left, that was when I came through Range new, .38 special when the flame blew Just in case I gotta flame you What a feeling when them people tryna frame you Lock you in a cell when detain you Rather die before I go out working like I'm Django I'm gone... Niggas want me dead everyday that I wake up Fuck what they talking 'bout, nigga I'm talking paper And here's another one, here's another one Streets is watching A new bitch, new car Her ass up, I go hard And here's another one, here's another one Streets is watching If I fuck her, I'm brainless She fuck me, she might get famous She might get a chance to ride jet and drive Ranges Money'll have your closest friends turning into strangers That's dangerous, niggas shoot and they'll aim at us Shooting in the sky, you tryna hit the angels up Niggas tripping like I'm dipping off angel dust And all these cubans 'round me neck getting tangled up I only fuck with bad bitches that be trained to fuck Five niggas, ten bitches running train on us Looking at these rap niggas they all lame as fuck Mini skirts, skinny jeans with the strangest cuts I stick to the script, switch like stick on the shift Early mornings in the kitchen like I'm whippin' the grits Nigga, I could score your bitch with a flick of the wrist Swear that Audemar flash light like I'm flicking a pic Niggas want me dead everyday that I wake up Fuck what they talking 'bout, nigga I'm talking paper And here's another one, here's another one Streets is watching A new bitch, new car Her ass up, I go hard And here's another one, here's another one Streets is watching