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Special Request Video (MV)




Performed By: Apex Kid
Language: English
Length: 3:08
Written by: Emanuel Palmore




Apex Kid - Special Request Lyrics
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Aye
Special request
Got the invitation, it say, take exit then left
Made reservations, now you bet not forget bout the sex
Light show goin' on, DJ made a special request
Turn your speakers up
Roll your reefer up, moonwalkin'
Hit the dance floor, let your hair down
It's a party, I be clean as f*ck
Look at me like, baby who talkin
Phone going off, wonder now, shit who callin
Think she got a man
Just a fan, think she got a plan
She gon' fall in love
Fall on drugs, when it all ends
Call the plug, let's get bottle service
She want mo' two drank
Party never ends
Not with her, she the midnight train
DJ play my shit
Make em shake, go head do your thing, Let you get a taste
Just a sip, of a new domain
Everything legit
Play for keeps, baby kiss the ring
Never go to sleep, no quit
She the midnight train
Turn your speakers up
Roll your reefer up, moonwalkin'
Hit the dance floor, let your hair down, It's a party, I be clean as f*ck
Look at me like, baby who talkin
Phone going off
Wonder now, shit who callin
Drop the top on em
Weather feelin' good, this morning
Roll your sleeves up
Now we back in business, Get a coffee
Busy schedule, this must be very important, letme check the boards
Even Michael Jordan, needed Rodman
Turn your speakers up
Roll your reefer up, moonwalkin'
Hit the dance floor, let your hair down, It's a party, I be clean as f*ck
Look at me like, baby who talkin
Phone going off
Wonder now, shit who callin
I be doin' okay, f*ck I'm talm bout'
Bitch I'm ballin'
You gon' ride with me
Okay, I expect no stalling
I'm just doin' me
Hustle for it, till I hit a coffin
Yeah
I'm just doin' me
Hustle for it, till I hit a coffin
Yeah, yeah
Turn your speakers up
Roll your reefer up, moonwalkin'
Hit the dance floor, let your hair down, It's a party, I be clean as f*ck
Look at me like, baby who talkin
Phone going off
Wonder now, shit who callin
Think she got a man
Just a fan, think she got a plan
She gon' fall in love
Fall on drugs, when it all ends
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Aye
Special request
Got the invitation, it say, take exit then left
Made reservations, now you bet not forget bout the sex
Light show goin' on, DJ made a special request
Turn your speakers up
Roll your reefer up, moonwalkin'
Hit the dance floor, let your hair down
It's a party, I be clean as f*ck
Look at me like, baby who talkin
Phone going off, wonder now, shit who callin
Think she got a man
Just a fan, think she got a plan
She gon' fall in love
Fall on drugs, when it all ends
Call the plug, let's get bottle service
She want mo' two drank
Party never ends
Not with her, she the midnight train
DJ play my shit
Make em shake, go head do your thing, Let you get a taste
Just a sip, of a new domain
Everything legit
Play for keeps, baby kiss the ring
Never go to sleep, no quit
She the midnight train
Turn your speakers up
Roll your reefer up, moonwalkin'
Hit the dance floor, let your hair down, It's a party, I be clean as f*ck
Look at me like, baby who talkin
Phone going off
Wonder now, shit who callin
Drop the top on em
Weather feelin' good, this morning
Roll your sleeves up
Now we back in business, Get a coffee
Busy schedule, this must be very important, letme check the boards
Even Michael Jordan, needed Rodman
Turn your speakers up
Roll your reefer up, moonwalkin'
Hit the dance floor, let your hair down, It's a party, I be clean as f*ck
Look at me like, baby who talkin
Phone going off
Wonder now, shit who callin
I be doin' okay, f*ck I'm talm bout'
Bitch I'm ballin'
You gon' ride with me
Okay, I expect no stalling
I'm just doin' me
Hustle for it, till I hit a coffin
Yeah
I'm just doin' me
Hustle for it, till I hit a coffin
Yeah, yeah
Turn your speakers up
Roll your reefer up, moonwalkin'
Hit the dance floor, let your hair down, It's a party, I be clean as f*ck
Look at me like, baby who talkin
Phone going off
Wonder now, shit who callin
Think she got a man
Just a fan, think she got a plan
She gon' fall in love
Fall on drugs, when it all ends
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Writer: Emanuel Palmore
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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