2Pac - One night stand lyrics

[2Pac - One night stand lyrics]

('cuz I know I'm son of
The survivor -vivor -vivor)
Get up and wash my ass and damn
She was just another One Night Stand
For big dick daddy, 'case you heard
'cuz she was just another One Night Stand
'cuz she was just another one
Get up and wash my ass and damn
She was just another One Night Stand
For big dick daddy, 'case you heard
'cuz she was just another One Night Stand
'cuz she was just another one
Get up and wash my ass and damn
She was just another One Night Stand
For big dick daddy, 'case you heard

Remember when you're all alone
My cellular phone
Was turned off, smokin' burners with my dogs
And it's all good baby
Everyone who steal the flow
All y'all some hoes
Shermed out, let's make some mo' money
I'm kinda hungry, it's all good, haters
I don't wanna rock 'em if
They study another Bone role
Will they do the run in when their comin'
When I'm rollin' in my home
A son of a bitch, I gotta cough
Cough in the summer
Love of thug nigga, from my calico
I felt I was losin' my mind
There was some other kind, really
Wanna smoke the weed, after you swallow me
And try not to follow me, blind, find me 69
Real lit, smokin', the finest vintage wine
Talkin' bout time with me
And you wanna to be something
More than just a dime to me

The bitch can cut me, fuck my homies
Be a dyke and spike my Hennessy
Have babies by one of my enemies (then, then)
Come and pretend she wanna be grinned
They probably
Wanna send me to the end of the cliff
Inherit all of my chips and then
Go spend it with another nigga
Well, in my shit and lickin' my lick
Nobody does it better than the Rip
That's the shit, welcome the widow
Keeping the pistol grip
Under my pillow, well, when you
Peep out the window, it's so cold
Get in 'fore the wind blow
No hoes allowed -lowed -lowed get
In 'fore the wind blow
No hoes allowed, no hoes allowed
No hoes allowed
That bitch can cluck and fuck my homies
Be a dyke and spike my Hennessy
Have babies by one of my enemies, then, then
Then
Man the chicks can cut me, fuck my homies
Be a dyke and spike my Hennessy
Have babies by one of my
Enemies, then, then, then, then, then

I woke up early in the mornin'
With my Glock, you're fine, yawnin'
Smellin' like last night's Hen
'til the crack of dawn we get it on
Then again, nigga reel it down from me
Just 'cuz we're T-H-U-Gs
But the money was abundant
Start up my family tree eager to move
We live and we die in Cleveland
That same week or sell speakers
Bid for insurance, and that ass won't free
My people with warrants
Over there, come call us, all this over a hoe
My homeboy has no dough and
Wants to force it, let me know
What a crazy ass life, play me right
Don't play me twice
Damn, I'm a grown man, getting in big fights
It'd be nice to settle down
Yeah right, yeah right, yeah right
Yeah right, yeah right, yeah right
Man, a bitch can't cut me
Fuck my homies, homies, homies, homies
(I'm still high) and be a dyke and spike
My Hennessey, then, then, then
(it's all right)
Have babies by one of my enemies
Have babies by one of my enemies
(I'm still high)
Phone jury, call the police
They can never hold me (I'm still high)
Eventually, you're gonna remember me

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