Yung Tilla - 4am Booty Call Lyrics

Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, I gotta
Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, I gotta
Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, I gotta
Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go

I gotta go
Hop in a ghost
Sippin it slow
Let's Kick it cold
She want the flake
I give her snow
I want the cake
I can't let it go
I'm back in your town
Are you around
Can I come thru
I won't make a sound
I'll Pull up to ya place
Put that ass it in my face
Shawty show me what u bout
Girl I'm tryna get a taste
4 am I'm in the whip
I'm on a booty call
All these bitches hit my phone
I can't get all y'all
Tell em that I'm coming
But i leave them hoes waitin
I treat them then I leave
Cause i got multiple patients

Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, I gotta
Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, I gotta
Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, I gotta
Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go

Cuffin is not in my plans
Girl I'm not takin a chance
I f*cked a shawty from France
I might go tell her mans
She riding me like a dirt bike
She taking me just where I like
I'm like a Mayweather fight
On Pay Per View good for one night

She like a pro with this shit (yea)
She taking it slow on the dick (yea)
She one of my hoes in my fleet (yea)
She grind to the flow of the beat (yea)
She a freak lemi tell you all about it
Shawty so good I might have to tweet about it