Last Night (feat. Tion Wayne)

B Young

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    Last night
    We was ravin' in the dance, fam 'til about half five
    This peng ting had me thinkin' that I'd better play my cards right
    While a next ting tellin' me she wanna live the fast life
    Lord, she wanna live the fast life, yeah

    Mmm, so tell me what you're wantin', girl
    You know I have to put it on you like
    Tell me what you're wantin', girl, yeah

    You got me puttin' hands on your body
    Love it when you're whinin' up on me
    Way that you grindin' it slowly
    Gyal, you know you life of the party, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Hands on your body
    Love it when you're whinin' up on me
    Way that you grindin' it slowly
    Gyal, you know you life of the party, yeah, yeah, yeah

    Ooh, baby, don't you hold back
    Go on push it with your whole back on me
    Got me sippin' out this cognac
    Livin' Jumanji, that's a throwback, mmh, yeah
    Baby don't hide it, you a freak
    And we don't need no sleep
    Gyal, I know you know what I mean like
    You're designer head down to your feet
    You know talkin' isn't cheap
    And I'm tryna see your skin between the sheets

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    So tell me what you're wantin', girl
    You know I have to put it on you like
    Tell me what you're wantin', girl, yeah

    You got me puttin' hands on your body
    Love it when you're whinin' up on me
    Way that you grindin' it slowly
    Gyal, you know you life of the party, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Hands on your body
    Love it when you're whinin' up on me
    Way that you grindin' it slowly
    Gyal, you know you life of the party (Yo, Tion Wayne from the 9), yeah, yeah, yeah

    She like the S-Class or the E-Class, not the C-Class
    Too bait, so we ride 'round in a V-Class
    Asian, Caucasian, I'll take either
    Her sex game's like my shank game, wants it deeper
    Every time I choke her neck, she got a passion
    Couldn't wait, we made love up in the Wagon
    Gucci bag 'round my chest, it ain't for fashion
    Told her ex, it's good sex but she was cappin'
    Real thug, make a mistake but I can't lie
    Moncler and Chanel bag make it alright
    Gyal used to walk by, didn't want all of us
    Now we fuck gyal with million followers
    Can't lie, yeah, uh-huh, I got this gyal on the Northside
    Rides with me and I'm somethin' like a star nine
    Pretty gyal, come and live fast life
    This one's only bad part-time

    Ooh, let me put my hands on your body
    Love it when you're whinin' up on me
    Way that you grindin' it slowly
    Gyal, you know you life of the party, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Hands on your body
    Love it when you're whinin' up on me
    Way that you grindin' it slowly
    Gyal, you know you life of the party, yeah, yeah, yeah

    You're life of the party, life of the party
    Hands on your body, hands on your body
    Whine it up on me, whine it up on me
    You're life of the party, life of the party

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    Composición: Fred Gibson, Dennis Junior Odunwo y Bertan Jafer

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