isabtoddler - bad night lyrics
[part i: bad night]
[chorus: kanye west]
somebody
gotta be the bad guy
i had a bad day at work
don’t wanna have a bad night, ayy
[verse 1: kanye west]
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? f+ck is you talkin’ ’bout, b+tch, you offendin’ me
checkin’ ’em off when you n+ggas is into me
‘fore i go turn it out, i bet i can, ah
jumpin’ up off, you better get out
[chorus: kanye west & young thug]
somebody
gotta be the bad guy (hey, ooh!)
i had a bad day at work (thugger!)
don’t wanna have a bad night
[refrain: young thug & kanye west]
i ain’t new to this sh+t, f+ck+n+gga
i’m trappin’ from the other side
so get outta your seat, stand up (woo)
stand up
a f+ck+n+gga hate me while his old lady partic+p+te
please tell that lil’ n+gga man up (lil’ n+gga, stand up, woo)
stand up (lil’ n+gga, stand up)
stand up (hey, hey)
hey, hey, stand up, stand up, stand up
[verse 2: young thug]
first of all, let me tell you somethin’, boy
i don’t give no f+ck ’bout no n+ggas (woo)
i don’t give no f+ck, i’m not givin’ two f+cks (woah)
roll up and pop one of these n+ggas (blat)
i do this sh+t for my woadies (woo)
you do this sh+t for your shorty, you b+tch
shut the f+ck n+gga, fresh out of the bottle
the hood be callin’, sell the plug
i’ma wipe a n+gga nose, shatter like a picture
i’ma f+ck his ho like these b+tches 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’ f+ck, she write, no pen
but you know i’m gon’ suspend her
[refrain: young thug]
i ain’t new to this sh+t, f+ck+n+gga
i’m trappin’ from the other side
so get outta your seat, stand up
[chorus: kanye west & young thug]
somebody (stand up!)
gotta be the bad guy (a f+ck+n+gga hate me while his old lady partic+p+te!)
i had a bad day at work
don’t wanna have a bad night
[part ii: rap tarantino]
[verse 3: kanye west]
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 f+ck 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
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