rsvp collective – ladies night lyrics
[hook:]
it’s ladies night
(whip my d-ck out)
it’s ladies night
(ima whip my d-ck out)
it’s ladies night
(get your t-ts out, b-tch)
it’s ladies night
(get your t-ts out, b-tch)
it’s ladies night
(ima whip my d-ck out)
it’s ladies night
(ima whip my d-ck out)
it’s ladies night
(show me your t-ts)
it’s ladies night
(-inaudible grunts-)
[verse 1: bagg$]
truth
woke up this morning and looked to my right
not much was different, my room was all white
with 1 b-tch, 2 b-tch, 3 b-tch, another 4
all of them laying -ss-up on my floor
what did i do last night? i ask myself
so many panties lay up on my shelf
nothing i see looks any different to me
i’ll just have to have another 23-some
please son
don’t commit treason
get down on your knees and let me
spray you with my seamen
be a doctor, a lawyer, my personal b-tch
like harry said to draco
“i f-cking own you snitch”
motherf-cker jones ain’t got nothin on me
i once made a band named pinchenello by the sea
i was the man of the year
19 years in a row
so swallow this j-zz and try not to f-cking choke
[verse 2: slendy]
i’m in your b-tch’s mouth like gatorade
f-ck what my haters say
you told me not to f-ck with b money
i did it anyway
slenda boi the best to ever grip a microphone
ever give your chick a bone
f-ck her when you ain’t at home
and if you see me with your girl
better hope we ain’t alone
cause i’ll have her going down
like she got an extra chromosome
[-mixed reactions-]
and my flow so candy
spit bars get handies
candid pics of your girl in just her panties
straight fire
check how hot these bars are
heat on your -ss
spittin’ flames like charizard
gettin’ ice like hockey
on the beat with your girl
gettin’ brain like zombie
and your girl and her friend tryna start minajing
too late i raped the game
call me mr. cosby
[hook]
[verse 3: lil smoke]
b-tches on my d-ck
they tell me that i’m the sh-t
f-ck a hundred honeys
then pack it up and split
throwin’ so much money, call that a snow day
blowin’ all this green, it’s like i’m in l.a
sippin’ gin & tonics
with about a pound of chronic
weed so loud, call it verbally ironic
d-ck so big got area like verizon
and sh-t. ima get it done
tryna lock me up
i still got paid
gimme the b-tches
i still got laid
yeah
i’ve been f-cking mich-lle tanner
and i’m tryna f-ck steph
put that in my day planner
knocks at the door
i hope that it ain’t daniel
busted inside of her, call that a gamble
you ain’t in my cl-ss yet
too many pre-reqs
but yeah
call me if you need some drunk s-x
[verse 4: pretty]
got a million thing, million dollars, million b-tches
started from the bottom
now i’m dining with the richest
workin’ so hard
like there a million lil n-gg-s
f-cking all these b-tches
cause i’m countin’ all these figures
already got a record deal
greedy b-tches on my d-ck
and they catchin’ the feels
don’t mess with lil n-gg-
‘less ya wanna get murked
and my shoes so fresh
they wipin’ stains up off your shirt
guns
boy ya ever seen guns?
lil n-gg- like a tank, phony n-gg-s betta run
up in my spot eatin’ one dollar slices
ends on the side and i’m rollin’ the dices
way too advanced
keepin’ stacks up in my pants
and my jewelry so sweet got these b-tches like ants
ladies night, liquor got me feelin’ right
could i take ya home by the end of the night
it’s lil n-gg-
[hook]
it’s ladies night
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