Kanye West, Young Thug - Bad Night / Rap Tarantino lyrics
Kanye West/Ye [Kanye Omari West] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
Young Thug [Jeffery Lamar Williams] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Kanye West, Young Thug - Bad Night / Rap Tarantino lyrics]
Somebody gotta be the bad guy
I had a bad day at work
Don't wanna have a bad night, ayy
Woo! Toppin' on like I'm Nina
Woo! Toppin' on, you gon' need one
Woo! If I say somethin' indecent
Woo! She gon' suck me off like a Capri-Sun
Haan? Fuck is you talkin' 'bout, bitch
You offendin' me
Checkin' 'em off when you niggas is into me
'Fore I go turn it out, I bet I can, ah
Jumpin' up off, you better get out
Somebody gotta be the bad guy (Hey, ooh)
I had a bad day at work (Thugger)
Don't wanna have a bad night
I ain't new to this shit, fuck-nigga
I'm trappin' from the other side
So get outta your seat, stand up (Woo)
Stand up a fuck-nigga hate me while
His old lady participate
Please tell that lil' nigga man up
(Lil' nigga, stand up, woo)
Stand up (Lil' nigga, stand up)
Stand up (hеy, hey)
Hey, hey stand up, stand up, stand up
First of all, lеt me tell you somethin', boy
I don't give no fuck 'bout no niggas (Woo)
I don't give no fuck
I'm not givin' two fucks (Woah)
Roll up and pop one of these niggas (Blat)
I do this shit for my woadies (Woo)
You do this shit for your shorty, you bitch
Shut the fuck nigga, fresh out of the bottle
The hood be callin', sell the plug
I'ma wipe a nigga nose
Shatter like a picture
I'ma fuck his ho like these
Bitches up on this missile
I'ma get a whole lotta lead for these pistols
And my money long like the nose on a prince
But she gon' fuck, she write, no pen
But you know I'm gon' suspend her
I ain't new to this shit, fuck-nigga
I'm trappin' from the other side
So get outta your seat, stand up
Somebody (Stand up) gotta be the bad guy
(A fuck-nigga hate me while
His old lady participate)
I had a bad day at work
Don't wanna have a bad night
Yeah
I'm always in them "I ain't never seen those"
750 color palette mean though
On my queen's toes, Valentinos
In the winter time wearin' spring clothes
Rap Tarantino
Off a couple glasses of the Pino
Uh, they say Yeezy gon' sell out
I guess you right if you
See how much I pre-sold
If they knew they was slaves
I coulda freed more
And really, what the fuck is freedom?
'Cause anybody thinkin' that we free dumb
Kids out here in the
Streets dyin' three young
So I keep my hoodie on like Trayvon
If I pull up on your block
The whole street run
This ain't nothin' new, though, it's a rerun
I had a bad day at work
Don't wanna have a bad night, ayy
Woo! Toppin' on like I'm Nina
Woo! Toppin' on, you gon' need one
Woo! If I say somethin' indecent
Woo! She gon' suck me off like a Capri-Sun
Haan? Fuck is you talkin' 'bout, bitch
You offendin' me
Checkin' 'em off when you niggas is into me
'Fore I go turn it out, I bet I can, ah
Jumpin' up off, you better get out
Somebody gotta be the bad guy (Hey, ooh)
I had a bad day at work (Thugger)
Don't wanna have a bad night
I ain't new to this shit, fuck-nigga
I'm trappin' from the other side
So get outta your seat, stand up (Woo)
Stand up a fuck-nigga hate me while
His old lady participate
Please tell that lil' nigga man up
(Lil' nigga, stand up, woo)
Stand up (Lil' nigga, stand up)
Stand up (hеy, hey)
Hey, hey stand up, stand up, stand up
First of all, lеt me tell you somethin', boy
I don't give no fuck 'bout no niggas (Woo)
I don't give no fuck
I'm not givin' two fucks (Woah)
Roll up and pop one of these niggas (Blat)
I do this shit for my woadies (Woo)
You do this shit for your shorty, you bitch
Shut the fuck nigga, fresh out of the bottle
The hood be callin', sell the plug
I'ma wipe a nigga nose
Shatter like a picture
I'ma fuck his ho like these
Bitches up on this missile
I'ma get a whole lotta lead for these pistols
And my money long like the nose on a prince
But she gon' fuck, she write, no pen
But you know I'm gon' suspend her
I ain't new to this shit, fuck-nigga
I'm trappin' from the other side
So get outta your seat, stand up
Somebody (Stand up) gotta be the bad guy
(A fuck-nigga hate me while
His old lady participate)
I had a bad day at work
Don't wanna have a bad night
Yeah
I'm always in them "I ain't never seen those"
750 color palette mean though
On my queen's toes, Valentinos
In the winter time wearin' spring clothes
Rap Tarantino
Off a couple glasses of the Pino
Uh, they say Yeezy gon' sell out
I guess you right if you
See how much I pre-sold
If they knew they was slaves
I coulda freed more
And really, what the fuck is freedom?
'Cause anybody thinkin' that we free dumb
Kids out here in the
Streets dyin' three young
So I keep my hoodie on like Trayvon
If I pull up on your block
The whole street run
This ain't nothin' new, though, it's a rerun