| 歌曲 | Date Night |
| 歌手 | House Lindley |
| 歌手 | The Legendary Traxster |
| 歌手 | Tia London |
| 专辑 | Date Night |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Samuel Lindley/Latia Tyshay Lindley | |
| 作曲 : Samuel Lindley | |
| Real dope bitch I was born in the 80’s | |
| Running a play like I’m Brady | |
| You just too boring and lazy | |
| I am still scoring like KD | |
| Real dope bitch yeah they know I go crazy | |
| You lil’ bitches is babies | |
| Dopest out my generation | |
| If you want my time then you gone have to pay me | |
| Yeah | |
| I go crazy I go cuckoo | |
| Im a genius but a screw loose | |
| Im a bad bitch yeah like New New | |
| Getting brain in a new coupe | |
| Haitian blood that voodoo | |
| Run a chew-chew on your new boo | |
| Then we put that shit on Youtube | |
| We at Nobu eating noodles | |
| Diamonds look like fruit loops | |
| All these new niggas look the same | |
| I can never tell whose’s who | |
| Trace my style yeah they doodle | |
| But it always come out boo boo | |
| On that dope shit thats the usual | |
| On the money thats the usual | |
| Thats the | |
| Wait | |
| These niggas still trying to clone me? | |
| On the gram with some jewelry thats phony? | |
| You still telling bitches you know me? | |
| Still getting mad when your bitches be on me? | |
| I’m a gangsta you a goofy | |
| You don’t like me nigga shoot me | |
| I don’t like you I put something on your head like a Kufi | |
| Use to keep a bird around | |
| I thought I was Snoopy | |
| You scared but the dead only niggas ever spook me | |
| Crack your head like you Pookie | |
| Have your face looking droopy | |
| Don’t believe your groupies heard your album it was dookie | |
| See how heavy that weight is? | |
| Damn nigga shoulda just paid us (Paid us) | |
| Guess I must be the greatest (Yeah) | |
| Now I see why niggas hate us (Yeah) | |
| Drip got a whole lot of flavor | |
| Serve your ass up like a waiter | |
| Crib got a whole lot of acres | |
| Sorry but we cannot save ya | |
| See through all the layers | |
| I know you niggas is agents | |
| I see through all the faking | |
| I know you watching surveillance | |
| I know you niggas is rodents | |
| Body gone turn up floating | |
| Im at the crib getting throated | |
| Gotta get paid if I wrote it | |
| Gotta get paid if you quote it | |
| Think we the same I’m insulted | |
| This type of money can’t fold it | |
| Goddamn my son gone be loaded | |
| Millions trust fund | |
| It’s still trust none | |
| Date night Grammy’s | |
| Im his plus one | |
| Thought it was over? | |
| Un uh not done | |
| 3 deep Paree | |
| We out in London | |
| I took my wife to the Louvre | |
| You took your bitch to the drive thru (Whoa) | |
| Your bitch gone talk to you rude | |
| My girl gone tell bitches slide thru (Whoa) | |
| I go and get the shit done you just be saying you tried to (Whoa) | |
| You do this shit to survive | |
| We do this shit just to vibe to | |
| Yeah | |
| You already know it’s a vibe, you already know it’s a vibe | |
| Living this life yeah its a natural high | |
| One that I cannot describe | |
| Are you okay? | |
| Is you tweaking? | |
| Is that blood from your head is it leaking? | |
| Need a prayer? | |
| Call a deacon | |
| You don’t really want that action you seeking |
| zuo ci : Samuel Lindley Latia Tyshay Lindley | |
| zuo qu : Samuel Lindley | |
| Real dope bitch I was born in the 80' s | |
| Running a play like I' m Brady | |
| You just too boring and lazy | |
| I am still scoring like KD | |
| Real dope bitch yeah they know I go crazy | |
| You lil' bitches is babies | |
| Dopest out my generation | |
| If you want my time then you gone have to pay me | |
| Yeah | |
| I go crazy I go cuckoo | |
| Im a genius but a screw loose | |
| Im a bad bitch yeah like New New | |
| Getting brain in a new coupe | |
| Haitian blood that voodoo | |
| Run a chewchew on your new boo | |
| Then we put that shit on Youtube | |
| We at Nobu eating noodles | |
| Diamonds look like fruit loops | |
| All these new niggas look the same | |
| I can never tell whose' s who | |
| Trace my style yeah they doodle | |
| But it always come out boo boo | |
| On that dope shit thats the usual | |
| On the money thats the usual | |
| Thats the | |
| Wait | |
| These niggas still trying to clone me? | |
| On the gram with some jewelry thats phony? | |
| You still telling bitches you know me? | |
| Still getting mad when your bitches be on me? | |
| I' m a gangsta you a goofy | |
| You don' t like me nigga shoot me | |
| I don' t like you I put something on your head like a Kufi | |
| Use to keep a bird around | |
| I thought I was Snoopy | |
| You scared but the dead only niggas ever spook me | |
| Crack your head like you Pookie | |
| Have your face looking droopy | |
| Don' t believe your groupies heard your album it was dookie | |
| See how heavy that weight is? | |
| Damn nigga shoulda just paid us Paid us | |
| Guess I must be the greatest Yeah | |
| Now I see why niggas hate us Yeah | |
| Drip got a whole lot of flavor | |
| Serve your ass up like a waiter | |
| Crib got a whole lot of acres | |
| Sorry but we cannot save ya | |
| See through all the layers | |
| I know you niggas is agents | |
| I see through all the faking | |
| I know you watching surveillance | |
| I know you niggas is rodents | |
| Body gone turn up floating | |
| Im at the crib getting throated | |
| Gotta get paid if I wrote it | |
| Gotta get paid if you quote it | |
| Think we the same I' m insulted | |
| This type of money can' t fold it | |
| Goddamn my son gone be loaded | |
| Millions trust fund | |
| It' s still trust none | |
| Date night Grammy' s | |
| Im his plus one | |
| Thought it was over? | |
| Un uh not done | |
| 3 deep Paree | |
| We out in London | |
| I took my wife to the Louvre | |
| You took your bitch to the drive thru Whoa | |
| Your bitch gone talk to you rude | |
| My girl gone tell bitches slide thru Whoa | |
| I go and get the shit done you just be saying you tried to Whoa | |
| You do this shit to survive | |
| We do this shit just to vibe to | |
| Yeah | |
| You already know it' s a vibe, you already know it' s a vibe | |
| Living this life yeah its a natural high | |
| One that I cannot describe | |
| Are you okay? | |
| Is you tweaking? | |
| Is that blood from your head is it leaking? | |
| Need a prayer? | |
| Call a deacon | |
| You don' t really want that action you seeking |
| zuò cí : Samuel Lindley Latia Tyshay Lindley | |
| zuò qǔ : Samuel Lindley | |
| Real dope bitch I was born in the 80' s | |
| Running a play like I' m Brady | |
| You just too boring and lazy | |
| I am still scoring like KD | |
| Real dope bitch yeah they know I go crazy | |
| You lil' bitches is babies | |
| Dopest out my generation | |
| If you want my time then you gone have to pay me | |
| Yeah | |
| I go crazy I go cuckoo | |
| Im a genius but a screw loose | |
| Im a bad bitch yeah like New New | |
| Getting brain in a new coupe | |
| Haitian blood that voodoo | |
| Run a chewchew on your new boo | |
| Then we put that shit on Youtube | |
| We at Nobu eating noodles | |
| Diamonds look like fruit loops | |
| All these new niggas look the same | |
| I can never tell whose' s who | |
| Trace my style yeah they doodle | |
| But it always come out boo boo | |
| On that dope shit thats the usual | |
| On the money thats the usual | |
| Thats the | |
| Wait | |
| These niggas still trying to clone me? | |
| On the gram with some jewelry thats phony? | |
| You still telling bitches you know me? | |
| Still getting mad when your bitches be on me? | |
| I' m a gangsta you a goofy | |
| You don' t like me nigga shoot me | |
| I don' t like you I put something on your head like a Kufi | |
| Use to keep a bird around | |
| I thought I was Snoopy | |
| You scared but the dead only niggas ever spook me | |
| Crack your head like you Pookie | |
| Have your face looking droopy | |
| Don' t believe your groupies heard your album it was dookie | |
| See how heavy that weight is? | |
| Damn nigga shoulda just paid us Paid us | |
| Guess I must be the greatest Yeah | |
| Now I see why niggas hate us Yeah | |
| Drip got a whole lot of flavor | |
| Serve your ass up like a waiter | |
| Crib got a whole lot of acres | |
| Sorry but we cannot save ya | |
| See through all the layers | |
| I know you niggas is agents | |
| I see through all the faking | |
| I know you watching surveillance | |
| I know you niggas is rodents | |
| Body gone turn up floating | |
| Im at the crib getting throated | |
| Gotta get paid if I wrote it | |
| Gotta get paid if you quote it | |
| Think we the same I' m insulted | |
| This type of money can' t fold it | |
| Goddamn my son gone be loaded | |
| Millions trust fund | |
| It' s still trust none | |
| Date night Grammy' s | |
| Im his plus one | |
| Thought it was over? | |
| Un uh not done | |
| 3 deep Paree | |
| We out in London | |
| I took my wife to the Louvre | |
| You took your bitch to the drive thru Whoa | |
| Your bitch gone talk to you rude | |
| My girl gone tell bitches slide thru Whoa | |
| I go and get the shit done you just be saying you tried to Whoa | |
| You do this shit to survive | |
| We do this shit just to vibe to | |
| Yeah | |
| You already know it' s a vibe, you already know it' s a vibe | |
| Living this life yeah its a natural high | |
| One that I cannot describe | |
| Are you okay? | |
| Is you tweaking? | |
| Is that blood from your head is it leaking? | |
| Need a prayer? | |
| Call a deacon | |
| You don' t really want that action you seeking |