Текст песни TASH - Nightfall
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Текст песни TASH - Nightfall
Ya know we peepin' y'allSlow-motion-stylePacific Ocean-style (Wh-what?)[Verse one]I'm in a rowdy-ass clubThere's hella-bitches all around me( )This girl walks upShe says she's glad that she found meI told her she was trippin' 'cause the girl ain't even know meThen she told meShe want to introduce me to her homiesI said ";Well, baby girl, go get your kemo sabes";";I'll get my Liquid niggas";";We'll meet you in the lobby";She walked wit' a smile I ain't seened in a whileSo we mobbed through the crowd--Killer-Cal-styleWalkin' wit' a limp, 'cause see, we pimp to perfectionFor us to catch a date don't take the Love ConnectionFuck Chuck WooleryYou want a date for surelyAll it take is fine jewelryA wink and a drink and what the fuck you think?I mack a baby doll down, she in a long black minkWe straight standin' in the lobby straight face-to-faceThen she said ";Cut the chase";";Let's bounce to my place";[Chorus]'Cause ladiesWe wait for nightfallYou thinkin' that we sleepin' but we peepin' all o' y'allEven all o' y'all up against the wallBut slow down, baby dollYou can't walk before you crawl[Verse two]Still close to gettin' toasted by the b-a-rAbout to bounce wit' these bitches 'cause they don't live farNiggas all up in my grill, lookin' hella-bizarreI poured my drink on the ground for my dead homey Par (Rest in peace)Grabbed my car keysMy doctah functionBurnt a little rubberMade my outroductionPumpkin' and her friends pushed the two-door BenzI pushed the E420 so we looked like twinsSwervin' through the nightEverything is rightSwift rolled a blunt, but he can't find a lightJust when we 'bout to blaze it up and get highI peeped the one-time out the corner of my eye[Chorus]'Cause one-timeThey wait for nightfallWe thinkin' that they sleepin'But they peepin' all o' y'allEven all o' y'all up against the wallBut slow down, killer-copsYou can't walk before you crawlOne-timeThey wait for nightfallWe thinkin' that they sleepin' but they peepin' all o' y'allWanna throw a nigga up against the wallBut slow down, killer-copYou can't walk before you crawl[Verse three]I rolled past the copsI'm on my cell phone blownDoin' 60 miles-a-hour in a 35 zoneJust when I thought it was about to be onThe girl pulled into the gate of a million-dollar homeFly landscape and cavi' decorationsThe living room was bigger than the Club United NationsPlace was to the point I kicked my shoes off the secko30 percenters--When I talked it made a echoRolled up the fat perfectoThey wanna skinny dip but I ain't wanna get wet thoughSo...Let's go