E-40, Bosko, Suga Free - 'Til the Dawn lyrics

[E-40, Bosko, Suga Free - 'Til the Dawn lyrics]

Testing testing, Bosko where they at
Tonight swinger what we getting into

If you wanna dance we can do it tonight
If you wanna smoke c'mon it's alright
If you wanna drink c'mon
We popping Dom Pérignon
Doing the damn thang till the dawn
If you wanna dance we can do it tonight
If you wanna smoke c'mon it's alright
If you wanna drink c'mon
We popping Dom Pérignon
Doing the damn thang till the dawn

Love me tender, love me sweet, I'm a thug
Pack my heat
All I do is spit these ki's, L-IP's, overseas
Get your feddy, stack your bread
Make them duck heads give you head
If it's money, bout them dollas
Jack your stacks and pop your collars

O-o-o oh, fa shiggedel
So slick, so sly, so slal
Ghost pick, those thighs, those gals
Came prepared, to my last show
Fire it up, wire it up off of the a sal
Hide in the birds trying to
Throw it at me now
Let me breathe on you for a
Minute as I snatch up
This fine ass little brusslesprout and
I have to apprehend her

If you wanna dance we can do it tonight
If you wanna smoke c'mon it's alright
If you wanna drink c'mon
We popping Dom Pérignon
Doing the damn thang till the dawn
If you wanna dance we can do it tonight
If you wanna smoke c'mon it's alright
If you wanna drink c'mon
We popping Dom Pérignon
Doing the damn thang till the dawn

Now guess what, what, chicken butt
Bitch goody goody, wait a minute
It wouldn't be cracking if my cousin
4 Tre wasn't in it, goody goody
Now if you wanna dance, smoke, drink
We got the party cracking like
All for you baby
Goody goody, god, make a pimp wanna jump back
Goody goody, don't stop, the beat rock
Cause we hot, the heat rock, and don't stop
Believing, just get your money
Where you're breathing
This is for the thugs set butts in they laps
Goody goody and this is for E-40 and The
Click in the land goody goody

If you wanna dance we can do it tonight
If you wanna smoke c'mon it's alright
If you wanna drink c'mon
We popping Dom Pérignon
Doing the damn thang till the dawn
If you wanna dance we can do it tonight
If you wanna smoke c'mon it's alright
If you wanna drink c'mon
We popping Dom Pérignon
Doing the damn thang till the dawn

I prosaic, chemically imbalanced
Black folks, lactose and talerance
Red cup, strictly riding gut
Hard licking tricking, bitch playa banked up
Love the baby with the big butt
Walking up, to my F5-50 truck
What's your name, Sandra
Like that, where you from, Atlanta

Love me tender, love me sweet, I'm a thug
Pack my heat
All I do is spit these ki's, L-IP's, overseas
Get your feddy, stack your bread
Make them duck heads give you head
If it's money, bout them dollas
Jack your stacks and pop your collars

If you wanna dance we can do it tonight
If you wanna smoke c'mon it's alright
If you wanna drink c'mon
We popping Dom Pérignon
Doing the damn thang till the dawn
If you wanna dance we can do it tonight
If you wanna smoke c'mon it's alright
If you wanna drink c'mon
We popping Dom Pérignon
Doing the damn thang till the dawn

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