"Last Night" lyrics
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[?] (Thomas Crager)
Last night, wasn't in the mood
Last night, bronem was tweaking off the juice
Last night, I fucked them bitches by the twos, oh yeah
And last night we had a party by the pool
I pulled up inside a colored candy-painted coupe
She don't really love me, she just love what I can do
For her and the crew
And last night we fucked around and made the news, yeah, yeah
Baby, I've been faded for like two whole days
I ain't stepping like a week but I'ma be okay
I can't show no love and that's my ex to blame
She's the reason why I'm stuck up in these selfish ways (Ayy)
Pour up a cup for the real one what it's about (Ayy)
She like, "why you act like an ass?" Figure it out (Ayy)
We do whatever, ain't gotta live with a doubt (Ayy)
Got different type of women, which ones? Just pick 'em out (Ayy)
'Cause we know they ain't 'bout about what they on in the songs
Yeah, I'm a hitta, I can't stay for too long
'Cause we know they ain't 'bout about what they on in the songs
Big thanks to God 'cause he ain't leading me wrong (Skrrt skrrt)
Last night, wasn't in the mood
Last night, bronem was tweaking off the juice
Last night, I fucked them bitches by the twos, oh yeah
And last night we had a party by the pool
I pulled up inside a colored candy-painted coupe
She don't really love me, she just love what I can do
For her and the crew
And last night we fucked around and made the news, yeah, yeah
200 whippin' the foreign right off the lot (Ayy)
I'm up unless she want a Martina on rocks (Ayy)
I took a little and turned it into a lot (Ayy)
I'm in LA with a shawty that's from the Bronx (Ayy)
VIP section in the club, I'm wearing Crocs (Ayy)
Turned out to be everything they said I'm not
Couple thousand on the watch, that's just to stunt on them
Doing everything I want, we having fun on them
Bahama breeze
Toes in the sand in Punta Cana while she under me
Yeah my new whip a Transformer, named it Bumblebee
And I be stepping over beats just like the number three (Swish)
Ayy, yeah, gang (Woo)
Last night, wasn't in the mood
Last night, bronem was tweaking off the juice
Last night, I fucked them bitches by the twos, oh yeah
And last night we had a party by the pool
I pulled up inside a colored candy-painted coupe
She don't really love me, she just love what I can do
For her and the crew
And last night we fucked around and made the news, yeah, yeah
[?] (Thomas Crager)
Last night, wasn't in the mood
Last night, bronem was tweaking off the juice
Last night, I fucked them bitches by the twos, oh yeah
And last night we had a party by the pool
I pulled up inside a colored candy-painted coupe
She don't really love me, she just love what I can do
For her and the crew
And last night we fucked around and made the news, yeah, yeah
Baby, I've been faded for like two whole days
I ain't stepping like a week but I'ma be okay
I can't show no love and that's my ex to blame
She's the reason why I'm stuck up in these selfish ways (Ayy)
Pour up a cup for the real one what it's about (Ayy)
She like, "why you act like an ass?" Figure it out (Ayy)
We do whatever, ain't gotta live with a doubt (Ayy)
Got different type of women, which ones? Just pick 'em out (Ayy)
'Cause we know they ain't 'bout about what they on in the songs
Yeah, I'm a hitta, I can't stay for too long
'Cause we know they ain't 'bout about what they on in the songs
Big thanks to God 'cause he ain't leading me wrong (Skrrt skrrt)
Last night, wasn't in the mood
Last night, bronem was tweaking off the juice
Last night, I fucked them bitches by the twos, oh yeah
And last night we had a party by the pool
I pulled up inside a colored candy-painted coupe
She don't really love me, she just love what I can do
For her and the crew
And last night we fucked around and made the news, yeah, yeah
200 whippin' the foreign right off the lot (Ayy)
I'm up unless she want a Martina on rocks (Ayy)
I took a little and turned it into a lot (Ayy)
I'm in LA with a shawty that's from the Bronx (Ayy)
VIP section in the club, I'm wearing Crocs (Ayy)
Turned out to be everything they said I'm not
Couple thousand on the watch, that's just to stunt on them
Doing everything I want, we having fun on them
Bahama breeze
Toes in the sand in Punta Cana while she under me
Yeah my new whip a Transformer, named it Bumblebee
And I be stepping over beats just like the number three (Swish)
Ayy, yeah, gang (Woo)
Last night, wasn't in the mood
Last night, bronem was tweaking off the juice
Last night, I fucked them bitches by the twos, oh yeah
And last night we had a party by the pool
I pulled up inside a colored candy-painted coupe
She don't really love me, she just love what I can do
For her and the crew
And last night we fucked around and made the news, yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Thomas Crager, Trey Davis
