Back to Top

ANOTHA LATE NITE Video (MV)




Performed By: Denzel Curry
Featuring: 454
Language: English
Length: 2:56
Written by: Denzel Rae Don Curry, Willie Wilson




Denzel Curry - ANOTHA LATE NITE Lyrics
Official




[ Featuring 454 ]

Ay

Okay, I know this ho from Pompano, always down for smokin' dro
Said she wanna go pound for pound and knock her down like Smokin' Joe
Said, "Be there by 5 a.M.," end up there by 4:54
Went from Carol City to a neighborhood that's full of Zo's
"Welcome to my home, bae," say it's been a long day
Then she pull some weed out, said, "Crush it in your palm, bae"
Light-skin like Beyoncé
And just like the queen, that's the way she get treated
She told me that she was bleedin', damn, right before I beat it
Even though I got some weed, that's not enough to make me stay
She was givin' sloppy top, I ashed the blunt right on the tray
I can tell that she a pro, she wanted to suffocate
I reply, "You crazy, bitch," suck me up from six to eight
I don't wanna 69, ho you must've lost your mind
I don't run no red lights, she must think I'm colorblind
Now it's gettin' to that time where I gotta bust a move
So I had to dip 'cause she had to take her jit to school

Just another late night tip
'Nother day, another dollar, 'nother ho get flipped (ay, ay, ay)
Shawty wanna test my pimp (ay, ay, ay)
Shawty wanna test my pimp (test my pimpin')
Just another late night tip
'Nother day, another dollar, 'nother ho get flipped (ay, ay, ay)
Shawty wanna test my pimp (ay, ay, ay)
Shawty wanna test my pimp (test my pimpin')

Lemme kick it up by my bitch up at the west side
She do som geekin' up on the dick, we're havin' the best time
She always caught up in the mix, but havin' my hands tied
But that Chevy comin' up out out the South
I kill 'em, dead flies
Showin' the niggas exactly what I'm 'bout
They killin' the air time
Cocaine really came from out the drought
They gave 'em fed time
Servin' 'em at my grandma house, been watchin' the junkies headline
Same day, different shit, yeah, you know we finna tear it down
Thinkin' to tell my bitch 'bout how I feel before I stretch
Been cookin' up every day, been hittin' the strip and comin' back
And it's a hundred ways to go get rich and that's a fact
But I always have to get a gift for my 6th sense, put in on wax
Chop it back like '86, I drop the E-30 on BBS
And I told her to text location
Just so I can see where you make it to next
I shoot up and send 'em to county and I catch a lot
And I lay it on a check
She said, "They placin' a bounty for cheese"
On God, ain't breakin' no sweat

Just another late night tip
'Nother day, another dollar, 'nother ho get flipped (ay, ay, ay)
Shawty wanna test my pimp (ay, ay, ay)
Shawty wanna test my pimp (test my pimpin')
Just another late night tip
'Nother day, another dollar, 'nother ho get flipped (ay, ay, ay)
Shawty wanna test my pimp (ay, ay, ay)
Shawty wanna test my pimp (test my pimpin')

Now my niggas in the club gettin' real buck
Now my niggas in the club gettin' real buck
Now my niggas in the club gettin' real buck
Now my niggas in the club gettin' real buck
Now my niggas in the club gettin' real buck
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.




Ay

Okay, I know this ho from Pompano, always down for smokin' dro
Said she wanna go pound for pound and knock her down like Smokin' Joe
Said, "Be there by 5 a.M.," end up there by 4:54
Went from Carol City to a neighborhood that's full of Zo's
"Welcome to my home, bae," say it's been a long day
Then she pull some weed out, said, "Crush it in your palm, bae"
Light-skin like Beyoncé
And just like the queen, that's the way she get treated
She told me that she was bleedin', damn, right before I beat it
Even though I got some weed, that's not enough to make me stay
She was givin' sloppy top, I ashed the blunt right on the tray
I can tell that she a pro, she wanted to suffocate
I reply, "You crazy, bitch," suck me up from six to eight
I don't wanna 69, ho you must've lost your mind
I don't run no red lights, she must think I'm colorblind
Now it's gettin' to that time where I gotta bust a move
So I had to dip 'cause she had to take her jit to school

Just another late night tip
'Nother day, another dollar, 'nother ho get flipped (ay, ay, ay)
Shawty wanna test my pimp (ay, ay, ay)
Shawty wanna test my pimp (test my pimpin')
Just another late night tip
'Nother day, another dollar, 'nother ho get flipped (ay, ay, ay)
Shawty wanna test my pimp (ay, ay, ay)
Shawty wanna test my pimp (test my pimpin')

Lemme kick it up by my bitch up at the west side
She do som geekin' up on the dick, we're havin' the best time
She always caught up in the mix, but havin' my hands tied
But that Chevy comin' up out out the South
I kill 'em, dead flies
Showin' the niggas exactly what I'm 'bout
They killin' the air time
Cocaine really came from out the drought
They gave 'em fed time
Servin' 'em at my grandma house, been watchin' the junkies headline
Same day, different shit, yeah, you know we finna tear it down
Thinkin' to tell my bitch 'bout how I feel before I stretch
Been cookin' up every day, been hittin' the strip and comin' back
And it's a hundred ways to go get rich and that's a fact
But I always have to get a gift for my 6th sense, put in on wax
Chop it back like '86, I drop the E-30 on BBS
And I told her to text location
Just so I can see where you make it to next
I shoot up and send 'em to county and I catch a lot
And I lay it on a check
She said, "They placin' a bounty for cheese"
On God, ain't breakin' no sweat

Just another late night tip
'Nother day, another dollar, 'nother ho get flipped (ay, ay, ay)
Shawty wanna test my pimp (ay, ay, ay)
Shawty wanna test my pimp (test my pimpin')
Just another late night tip
'Nother day, another dollar, 'nother ho get flipped (ay, ay, ay)
Shawty wanna test my pimp (ay, ay, ay)
Shawty wanna test my pimp (test my pimpin')

Now my niggas in the club gettin' real buck
Now my niggas in the club gettin' real buck
Now my niggas in the club gettin' real buck
Now my niggas in the club gettin' real buck
Now my niggas in the club gettin' real buck
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Denzel Rae Don Curry, Willie Wilson
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC

Back to: Denzel Curry

Tags:
No tags yet