One Of Many Nights - The S.O.S. Band

Think it's gonna be One Of Those Nights One Of Those Nights again Think it's gonna be One Of Those Nights smoked out with my friends. We from the H home boy Hustle Town Texas A.K.A Screwston, O's & X's & You plexas leavin' in stretchers Ya'll ain't deep enough You need to call up your extras Hater hurter, the mic I'm a murder Swanger & a swerver with a jar that say gurber I ain't the biggest, I'm the baddest Servin' dope addict's, bad temper, bad manners & bad habit's It dont matter muthafucker, if you need it I can send them to the valley pick 'm up & retrieve m Association by affiliation About to hit 200 on the freeway when you see me racin'. Think it's gonna be One Of Those Nights One Of Those Nights again Think it's gonna be One Of Those Nights Smoked out with my friends. Think it's gonna be One Of Those Nights One Of Those Nights again Think it's gonna be One Of Those Nights Hand on my Mack-10. In the hiller, with my killer Blowin' hogwa See me comin' in the Benz or the Jaguar & Them niggas say ch thats a bad car.'? Young gangsta but headin' like Haggler & Tell them money ain't the answer to your problem Got the monkey on my back & I can't drop m In the city where the cop can get wiggy Everybody do this to the piggy If you want to sip one the remy I appreciate the love that you give me So tonight, I'm a chill & write lyrics & Smoke dro with my girl friends parents Follow me! Think it's gonna be One Of Those Nights One Of Those Nights again Think it's gonna be One Of Those Nights Smoked out with my friends Think it's gonna be One Of Those Nights One Of Those Nights again Think it's gonna be One Of Those Nights Hand on my Mack-10. I'm a Screwston sipper microphone ripper I'm a come home with my shirt full of glitter Jump my 45er Race car driver Smoke so much kill I got no more saliver Love for the South sider & the North sider I might accidently get you for your lighter I'm a street fighter some don't like the boy that got more snow flake than Tony the Tiger I'm a get a Viper. Who wants the Benz? I'm a represent S.U.C. & Dead Endz Fall in the place Fine hoes in my face Peace to Engrando & the D H Love for the East side & The South West Ecko on my chest & I sit on the Guess Packin' my pump Pass me the blunt Fuck goin' gold I'm just tryin' to win the Cannibus cup What? Think it's gonna be One Of Those Nights One Of Those Nights again Think it's gonna be One Of Those Nights Smoked out with my friends Think it's gonna be One Of Those Nights One Of Those Nights again Think it's gonna be One Of Those Nights Hand on my Mack-10.

Many nights Spent our light To a side Do you recognize Many others Little flowers Many nights By your side Listening high To Suicide With the stars above you Do you really want to? We're on this ride Two to a side Do I recognize In your eyes With the stars above you Do you really want to? Many nights Like any other night I saw, and you know Play it last Play it low Let it ride Let it go Slow you rock Slow you roll Many nights Many nights Many nights

Uh,Uh,Uh,Uh,Uh,Uh,Uh Many nights to be in the club poppin' dubs Pushing foreigns Bitch we whippin' up a jag If you gon' pull up Then you bound to blow a bag Yeah, too different I'm up now Yeah yeah All these bitches wanna fuck now Yeah yeah Treat you like a fucking buss down Yeah yeah Take you out for one-night pipe you out (Pipe you out) Think you hittin' home runs till I strike you out Yeah if you wanna be my bitch Don't take no sides (uh uh) If that's yo bitch, what she doing outside? Cold ass whip i'm hoppin' out with a 45 Get yo soul, get it tied You don't want the smoke i'll get you fried Pull up to your block I turn it hot How yo homie die by a thot? (Yeah!) Chop came with a scope Hit that man in his head till I let it go Uh 7.62 bitch I've been a grave digger Run up on me Promise finna pull tha trigger Making money, yeah I'm throwing up these figures Codeine, bitch I'm really a dreamer OD put that boy in an arena Holy, yeah my choppa is a singer Hittin' my line, bitch you hear the ringer She taking this dick while I use a finger Choppa on my side bitch I hit him in his femur Made that boy run like he Ricky Shit really 'bouta get sticky Inna fucking club while I'm throwing 50 Gotta a wife but I'm still spending Many nights to be in the club poppin' dubs Pushing foreigns Bitch we whippin' up a jag If you gon pull up Then you bound to blow a bag Yeah, too different I'm up now Yeah yeah All these bitches wanna fuck now Yeah yeah Treat you like a fucking buss down Yeah yeah Take you out for one-night pipe you out Yeah, uh stop that smoke bitch Like a white girl, I got totes bitch Come on lil hoe bring that throat bitch Yeah fully auto-hittin' with that xen Hittin' yo bitch from the back when she said we was friends (uh) Money different, money different Bad bitches, yeah we steady pimpin' Hella glocks, pick with them extensions You wanna be a fan You just acting like a lil man You did not fall through on the plan Hella gwaup bitch i'm stackin' up on these bands Many nights to be in the club poppin' dubs Pushing foreigns Bitch we whippin' up a jag If you gon pull up Then you bound to blow a bag Yeah, too different I'm up now Yeah yeah All these bitches wanna fuck now Yeah yeah Treat you like a fucking buss down Yeah yeah Take you out for one-night pipe you out (Pipe you out)