Only 4 the NighT Lyrics – BlueBucksClan
Singer: BlueBucksClan
Title: Only 4 the NighT
Highest floor, presidential at the Waldorf
We got hoes with real import jobs, they finna call off
Told my killers “hold y’all fire” called the guards off
Fans running up like “I’m so happy that I saw y’all”
I feel like a baby in this years, finna crawl off
Hit the pedal, let them hear the pipes, yeah it’s only right
The other day I hit for fifty, what we on tonight?
I can’t poor you n#gg#s up, this my only Sprite
Told her “We gone f#ck or what?” this yo only night
I’ma treat you good like my b#tch only for the night
I’m too busy, wanna see me? Gotta be tonight
Anything I say, believe me, only for the night
I just walked her in the mansion, she like “Jesus Christ”
I got chefs setting up my island, where the dirty rice?
You sit right behind the pilots when you taking flights
Take you out to Vegas, drop the top, enjoy the city lights
Had that p#ss# bussing like it’s war time
I can have your diamonds dancing while we courtside
I ain’t nothing like your other n#gg#, this sh#t all mine
Might not speak again but for the night girl you all mine
Told her “this your last night if you tryna see me”
She know this her last night but she don’t wanna leave me
Pull up president five eighty, yeah she can’t believe me
She keep making plans for tomorrow but she’ll never see me
Told her “this your last night if you tryna see me”
She know this her last night but she don’t wanna leave me
Pull up presidential five eighty, yeah she can’t believe me
She keep making plans for tomorrow but she’ll never see me
Got some face and grabbed my keys, I didn’t wanna do it
Neighbors think I’m in the league but I’m not no hooper
Four grams in the leaf, this sh#t hitting smoother
Big nickel on me feeling like Carlos Boozer
Tomorrow she think she gone see me but I’m not gone scoop her
Face her wood, strong, super
n#gg#s lame, broke loser
Slimmest waste, #ss stupid
Diamonds hitting, Zab Judah
Using both hands to steer this wheel like a beach cruiser
I got b#tches way from down south on up to Vancouver
Your b#tch say I’m growing on her like a Chia pet
Twenty famous b#tches in my messages, I didn’t read ’em yet
Been in Niemen’s for some hours, I’m not leaving yet
Let me be with demons, killers asking if I need em yet
For tonight it’s on you, what you on? Where we eating at?
Told her “this your last night if you tryna see me”
She know this her last night but she don’t wanna leave me
Pull up president five eighty, yeah she can’t believe me
She keep making plans for tomorrow but she’ll never see me
Told her “this your last night if tryna see me”
She know this her last night but she don’t wanna leave me
Pull up presidential five eighty, yeah can’t believe me
She keep making plans for tomorrow but she’ll never see me
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