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b-legit - late nighter كلمات الأغنية

[intro: b-legit + e-40]
yeah…boy, that’s some old mob sh-t right there, boy
yeah, it is, though
you know it’s a drought on that mob sh-t, boy
yeah, but we comin’ through though
ay legit, n-gga, this your tape, fool
what’s up, pimp sav?
i want you to let loose on they -ssh0l-
let m-th-f-ckas know what’s going down, yeah…

[verse 1: b-legit + (e-40)]
they say it’s last call for the liquor
so let me get a tanqueray and lime, please
and don’t forget the lemon squeeze (the lemon squeeze)
i gotta warm up the deuce, let loose in the lot
there’s a fool tryna mob his old school
he’s unaware, though, i got the 454
and the flow that’ll get in his -ssh0l-
so i step to my drop-top
i gotta write my name on top of the blacktop (the blacktop)
and i’m the cleanest thing i’ve seen on zeens and the daytons
and watch me get it sideways (sideways)
and smash to the right ‘til it’s cloudy
i turn a few tight ones then i’m audi
think i better bounce to the station
i fill my tank and then i bank to nation’s (to nation’s)
‘cause after he club ends, the b-tches be lovin’
to meet my type (what are we supposed to call you?)
the later nighter

[chorus: b-legit + (e-40)]
(the late nighter) the late nighter
(the late nighter) the late nighter
(the late nighter) the m-th-f-ckin’ late nighter
(the m-th-f-ckin’ late nighter)

[interlude: b-legit + (e-40)]
yeah, boy (ay, tell me something though, boy)
what’s that? (what happens after that, though?)
oh, after that? (yeah)
check it out, it goes like this…

[verse 2: b-legit + (e-40)]
we get to the spot and then we backs in (backs in)
you see the m-th-f-ckin’ deuce be attractin’ (be attractin’)
b-tches be jockin’ and n-ggas that jack
that’s why i never leave home without the strap
(gotta keep a strap)
i’m bumpin’ cool -ss e, he’s going “federal”
i got the 15’s slammin’ something terrible
and right about now i see so many bodies
you would think i was giving me a block party (a block party)
some look good, and some look stank
and me and my sahobs was dankin’ and drankin’
thinking of a master plan
how me and my potna e-deuce could get these hoes juiced (juiced)
i hoppred in the load, i start spinnin’ the vogues
and e told ‘em to follow the o
we made a left and then a right’a
(ay, where y’all finna serve ‘em at, though?)
the overnighter, with the late nighter

[chorus: b-legit + (e-40)]
(the late nighter) the late nighter
(the late nighter) the late nighter
(the late nighter) the late nighter
the m-th-f-ckin’ late nighter
(the m-th-f-ckin’ late nighter)

[interlude: b-legit + (e-40)]
yeah, boy, they say it ain’t nothin’ but legs open after 2, though
(ay, boy, you know what? you’ve been a c-ckhound for years and years though
ay, tell me some more, though)

[verse 3: b-legit + (e-40)]
now me and my potna is some d-mn fools
doing this sh-t like the old school (like the old school)
one big room, and two young freaks
and ain’t wasting no time to get in the sheets (yeah)
i got undressed, and started the contest
i wanna see who could c-m the best (yeah)
and man, you shoulda seen her, ‘cause baby was a screamer
riding the d-ck like the sh-t was a beamer
she musta hit broadway and got in a wreck
‘cause her head went back and d-mn near broke her neck
i said, “check, you like black ones?” (test, test)
she said, “yeah, ‘cause they make me bust fat ones” (bust fat ones)
legit was a boss, i knew i had her tossed
so i’ma try to get her for a new marcross
and when she wakes, i just might’a (might’a)
leave her a number (what’s your name?)
from the late nighter

[outro: b-legit + (e-40) + both]
yeah, boy, tearing sh-t up, boy, for the 9-deuce
(for the 9-deuce, though, on they -ss)
legitimate b and 40 water, mayne
(‘93 on that -ssh0l-, too, though)
yeah (yeah)
i wonder if they feel us, though
(they don’t feel us, though, boy
ay, check it out, we in this m-th-f-cka pervin’ like a m-th-f-cka, boy)
and that’s real, boy
(it’s real, boy; it’s real; it’s real, boy; it’s real)
it’s real, boy; it’s real
(yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh)
ay, we in this m-th-f-cka, man
(uh-huh) yeah…comin’ through for the ‘92
’93, ’94…’95, ’96, uh, ’97, ’98, uh, yeah…
the year 2000, boy…

- b legit

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