Late Nite Tip Lyrics

Late Nite Tip lyrics

(Lord Infamous)
Let me just take you somewhere secret
Gonna cut out of the
lights down dim forget all
About your world
We gonna not flow it what we
feel and share uhh
Few private thoughts I'm not just
Out for your sex let
me simp lify
Light up things and life that
You find complex forget
what
You heard bout me cause your a
Scarecrow who think but theres
no
Pressure on you cause you know
What you must do
Check this
out
Lets have a drink
And I give
You time to think
Let me
puff
This buddah blunt and cut on
This porno bunk here come
lounge
Here by my side tonight your
My devils bride and theres
uhh
Freek deep inside have no shame
No need to high ride, do you
Keep
all the shame get it all
Like thugsta she she must be
Candle tipsy on
this crystal like your gypsy now I got
Her on all fours, bout to
break
Down the head, boy crash this crowd
On through the wall now she
howlin like a dog swept poor
We hit the floor it don't quit
Another one
break
It's just another victim of Lord Infamous late nite tip

Chorus
x2
I'm not the type to get involved in long relationships (why)
Takin'
trips and buyin' gifts
I'm sorry your not on the tip (what)
If you want
romance
You should just stick who you already with (ok)
If you in that
means you can just hit me on that late nite tip (ooh)

(DJ Paul)
I
done seen
Some funny and shh since I got in this game
They wants my crib
they wants my kid since I ain't gots my thang
I never recall you askin' last
boyfriend but Nathan
But now they be purple on gold
Got ya
aggrivatin'
(I need a coach bag)
I can't be even doin' it
(I need my
hair done)
Me too, I ain't got nothin' to do with it
I've been through
with it
You and the since the first time you ask and might a add
Playas
like me can't be savin' your ass

(Gangsta Boo)
I ain't with that
nonsense
All that love and dubb be missed
Feelin' kind of huh
I call
and all I want is sex
Slip on Victoria Secrets hit the liqour before it
close
Call Chris so I can't get somethin' white to go get up my
Never
feelin' fine
Nothin' but sex is on my mind
If you cannot please me
boy
Then please don't waste all of my time
Got you caught up in the
mist
Mystic girl from triple
Late nite tip is all we have
It's payin
so trick that sick

Chorus x2

(Juicy "J")
I can't understand
why these ballas be trippin'
Can't stand the heat get out of the
kitchen
Ballin' in my Lexus dropped low to the ground
Just a young playa
tryin' put my bid in
Freeks wanna trick that be constantly payin'
Not a
girl thug they be constantly layin'
Rainbow in on a summer motel
Oh well
that's where the juice man stayin'
Gotta have a lady that wanna do what I
do
Likes skippin'work or love cuttin' high school
Several other playas in
the three 6 mafia
Camcorder on skinny dippin' in the swimmin' pool
Never
try to argue
But you all fight
Kill a pack of Jimmy hand strapped pen
real tight
Fillin' alazey on top and a budlight
Just for your freeks on a
moon like tonight

(Koopsta Knicca)
Tell me three 6 whose that bumpin
that music
Hypnotizin' Koop
I tell you who
I'm bout to lose
it
Could it be that late night crew tight
Just inside the party
Always
kind of lonely
Someone want me, hold me, I say
Come here come here come
here
The Koopsta cryin' tears
I can't think positive
When no one cares
of how I feel
Realize my mind so tired that I even to find
I cannot lie
though I can ride hide late night

Chorus...till fade