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bluebucksclan - only 4 the night lyrics

[verse 1: bluebucksclan dj]
highest floor, presidential at the waldorf
we got hoes with real import jobs, they finna call off (buddah bless this beat)
told my k!llers, “hold y’all fire”, called the guards off (hold y’all fire)
fans running up like, “i’m so happy that i saw y’all” (i’m so happy)
i feel like a baby in this uris, finna crawl off (feel like a baby)
hit the pedal, let ’em hear the pipes, yeah, it’s only right (it’s only right)
the other day i hit for fifty, what we on tonight? (i hit fifty)
i can’t pour you n+ggas up, this my only sprite (this my only sprite)
told her, “we gon’ f+ck or what? this yo’ only night” (we gon’ f+ck or what?)
i’ma treat you good like my b+tch, only for the night (treat you good like my b+tch)
[verse 2: jeeezy]
i’m too busy, wanna see me? gotta be tonight (be tonight)
anything i say, believe me, only for the night (the night)
i just walked her in the mansion, she like, “jesus christ” (jesus christ)
i got chefs setting up my island, where the dirty rice? (where it’s at)
you sit right behind the pilots when you taking flights (yeah, yeah)
take you out to vegas, drop the top, enjoy the city lights (city lights)
had that p+ssy bussin’ like it’s war time (like it’s war time)
i can have your diamonds dancin’ while we courtside (while we courtside)
i ain’t nothin’ like your other n+gga, this sh+t all mine (mine)
might not speak again, but for the night, girl, you all mine (mine)

[chorus: bluebucksclan dj]
told her, “this your last night if you tryna see me” (if you tryna see me)
she know this her last night, but she don’t wanna leave me (she don’t wanna leave)
pull up presidential, five eighty, yeah, she can’t believe me (yeah, she can’t believe)
she keep making plans for tomorrow, but she’ll never see me (she’ll never see me)
told her, “this your last night if you tryna see me” (if you tryna see me)
she know this her last night, but she don’t wanna leave me (she don’t wanna leave)
pull up presidential, five eighty, yeah, she can’t believe me (yeah, she can’t believe)
she keep making plans for tomorrow, but she’ll never see me (she’ll never see me)

[verse 3: bluebucksclan dj]
got some face and grabbed my keys, i didn’t wanna do it (got some face and grabbed my keys)
neighbors think i’m in the league, but i’m not no hooper (not no hooper)
four grams in the leaf, this sh+t hitting smoother (this sh+t hitting smoother)
big nickel on me, feeling like carlos boozer (carlos boozer)
tomorrow she think she gon’ see me, but i’m not gon’ scoop her (not gon’ scoop her)
face her wood, strong, super, n+ggas lame, broke loser (n+ggas lame)
[verse 4: jeeezy & bluebucksclan dj]
slimmest waste, ass stupid (yeah)
diamonds hitting, zab judah (hard, hard)
using both hands to steer this wheel like a beach cruiser (yeah)
i got b+tches way from down south on up to vancouver (ooh)
yo’ b+tch say i’m growing on her like a chia pet
twenty famous b+tches in my messages, i didn’t read ’em yet (i didn’t red ’em)
been in niemen’s for some hours, i’m not leaving yet (i’m not leaving)
let me be with demons, k!llers asking if i need ’em yet
for tonight it’s on you, what you what? where we eating at? (where we eating)

- bluebucksclan lyrics

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