Cee Kay - Nightlife lyrics
[Cee Kay - Nightlife lyrics]
Nightlife, where she from? I
Want my lean poured
Light ice, hella bitches on the scene
But I'm just
Tryna pipe, thirty in the limousine, I’ll let
Y'all fightin', you’ll be killed
Up where I am, bitch this
On sight, I don't convesate on niggas that I
Don't like, don't tell a
Soul, it's almost on, if you
Tryna die, we bring the
Choppers out at twelve, it's the
Nightlife, he ain't 'bout it, I can tell
He just tryna hype
Wonder how you feelin’
Know the squad with me we pop out and blow a
Nigga mind if he dissin’
I ain't got no problems slangin’
Nine in the city you can try
But you gon' end up dyin' in the city
Playa fly
Nigga I can fuck your bitch in some Dickies
He a liar if he ever told
You he was fuckin' with me i ain’t worried
But you niggas need to
Mind your fuckin' business
We're assured, I ain't hearin'
What he say, not comprehendin'
Nightlife, where she from? I
Want my lean poured
Light ice, hella bitches on the scene
But I'm just
Tryna pipe, thirty in the limousine
I'll let
Y'all fightin', you'll be killed
Up where I am, bitch this
On sight, I don't convesate on niggas that I
Don't like, don't tell a
Soul, it's almost on, if you
Tryna die, we bring the
Choppers out at twelve, it's the
Nightlife, he ain't 'bout it, I can tell
He just tryna hype
Want my lean poured
Light ice, hella bitches on the scene
But I'm just
Tryna pipe, thirty in the limousine, I’ll let
Y'all fightin', you’ll be killed
Up where I am, bitch this
On sight, I don't convesate on niggas that I
Don't like, don't tell a
Soul, it's almost on, if you
Tryna die, we bring the
Choppers out at twelve, it's the
Nightlife, he ain't 'bout it, I can tell
He just tryna hype
Wonder how you feelin’
Know the squad with me we pop out and blow a
Nigga mind if he dissin’
I ain't got no problems slangin’
Nine in the city you can try
But you gon' end up dyin' in the city
Playa fly
Nigga I can fuck your bitch in some Dickies
He a liar if he ever told
You he was fuckin' with me i ain’t worried
But you niggas need to
Mind your fuckin' business
We're assured, I ain't hearin'
What he say, not comprehendin'
Nightlife, where she from? I
Want my lean poured
Light ice, hella bitches on the scene
But I'm just
Tryna pipe, thirty in the limousine
I'll let
Y'all fightin', you'll be killed
Up where I am, bitch this
On sight, I don't convesate on niggas that I
Don't like, don't tell a
Soul, it's almost on, if you
Tryna die, we bring the
Choppers out at twelve, it's the
Nightlife, he ain't 'bout it, I can tell
He just tryna hype