Wiz Khalifa - Late Night Messages lyrics
Wiz Khalifa [Cameron Jibril Thomaz] Minot, North Dakota/Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Wiz Khalifa - Late Night Messages lyrics]
Thinkin' 'bout what I might do
Don't know what got into me
Probably 'cause you keep sendin' me
Them late night messages late night messages
Late night messages late night messages
Keep sendin' them late night messages
Late night messages late night messages
Late night messages
You always talkin' 'bout you know your worth
You through with searchin' 'round
You know what you deserve
He put you through some wild shit
That ain't me you know what I'm about
You get just what you see
Ain't got no time for discussion
Tryna get into something
Shawty hittin' my phone saying she need it
She want it at the house all alone ain't
Tryna be in the public when I leave
Say she still feel me in her stomach
She gon' tell you she love you
But she been with the kid we get it poppin'
Send a message like he leavin' the crib
Like to smoke when I drive
Roll some weed then I dip
Before I come through, she in the bed
And once I get over, I keep it goin'
Don't stop you show how much you love it
When you get on top
Your mans comin' home so we
Gon' keep the door locked
Been smokin' and drinkin' his liquor
Now we both hot
We fuckin' like we tryna catch feelings
Got you bangin' on the walls, girl
You shakin' up the building
Baby girl, tell me what the deal is
Ain't nothing like them other guys
You fuckin' with the realest young Wiz
Ridin' 'round thinkin' 'bout you
Thinkin' 'bout what I might do
Don't know what got into me
Probably 'cause you keep sendin' me
Them late night messages late night messages
Late night messages late night messages
Keep sendin' them late night messages
Late night messages late night messages
Late night messages
Nothing's the same
Know I'm a player, come over play
I ain't with them games
Don't even call, I'm just comin' over
Fresh off the plane
You gave him a try, he left your heart broke
But never again it's starting to get late
I know what you want
But I ain't gon' judge you
That ain't the case
Send me a message, soon as I get it
Tell me erase it
Usually don't do this, know what you're doin'
You ain't no lame
Are you ready for it? Are you ready for it?
Never bored, I'ma get my phone, press record
Girl, I'm grown so don't
Worry 'bout nobody knowin' it was good
I just had to see what you was doin'
It's been a long time
But this thing ain't foreign
Give it to you hard
We fuckin' up the headboard
Switching up positions in the bed
We ain't boring takin' you up in the sky
Feel like you soaring
I was supposed to be writin' songs
But I'm in my low-low when I'm
Ridin' 'round thinkin' 'bout you
Thinkin' 'bout what I might do
Don't know what got into me
Probably 'cause you keep sendin' me
Them late night messages late night messages
Late night messages late night messages
Keep sendin' them late night messages
Late night messages late night messages
Late night messages
'Cause when I say slide, you slide
And when you say ride, I ride
Keep a bad bitch by my side
And when I say go, you go
And when you say roll, I roll
You're the last one to hit my phone
In my car all alone