Luyện nghe bài hát Up All Night

[lord
Let me just you somewhere secret
cut all of the lights down dim
Forget all your boy we gonna just flow it
we felt let's share a few private thoughts
I'm not just, out for sex
Let me simplify the things in life that you find
Forget what, you bout me 'cause you're a scarecrow groupie
But there's no pressure on you you know
What you must do this out
Let's have a drink and I give you time to
Let me puff this buddah blunt and cut on porno buff
come lounge here by my side, tonight your, my devil's bride
And a freak deep inside have no shame, no need to hide
Why do you keep on get it on
Like a slut she, she be,
Kind of tipsy on this crystal like a
Now I got her on all
Bout to break down the headboard this broad
All the wall now she howling like a dog, sweat poured
We hit the floor it don't quit, one ripped
just another victim of lord infamous late night tip

(chorus)
I'm not the that get involved in long relationships
Takin' trips, and gifts, I'm sorry I'm not on that tip
If you want you should just stick who you are really with
If you in that mood you can hit me on that night tip (2x)

[dj
I done seen some funny shit I got in this game
They wants my crib they wants kids I done got my fame
I recall you askin your last boyfriend for nathin
But now the big bourban on gold got you

[gangsta boo] I need a bag
[dj paul] I can't be even it
[gangsta boo] I need my done

[dj
Me too I ain't got to do with it
I been through with it, you and it since the time you asked
And might I add, like me can't be savin' your ass

boo]
I ain't with that nonsense, or that lovey-dovey
Feelin' kind of whorish I call and all I is sex
on victoria's secret, hit the liquor store before it close
Call chris so I can get white to go up in my nose
Now I'm feelin' fine, nothin' but sex is on my
If you cannot please me boy, then please waste all of my time
Got you up in the mist
Mystic from triple six
Late night tip is all we have, time for trick that sick

(chorus 2x)

j]
I can't understand why these slobs be
stand the heat, get out of the kitchen
Ballin' in my lex low to the ground
a young playa tryin' to put my bid in
Freaks want a trick that be constantly
Not a ghetto that be constantly layin
Raymo inn on a motel,
Oh well that's the juice might stay in
Gotta have a lady wanna do what I do
Like skippin' work or love cuttin' school
Summon all the players in the three 6
Camcorder on skinny dippin' in the swimmin'
Never try to argue, you, or fight
Kill a pack a hats strapped on real tight
alize all tall, and a bud light
Just for you freaks on the late night

knicca]
Tell me three 6 who be bumpin' that
Hypnotizin' I tell you who I'm bout to lose it
Could it be that late night, type, just inside the body
Always kinda lonely want me hold me, I say
Come here, come here, come the koopsta cryin' tears
I can't think positive when no one of how I feel
Realize my mind, sometimes I even try to find
I cannot lie I can ride high late night

(chorus song ends)