ฟังเพลงToo Many Nights (Explicit)

Too Many Nights (Explicit) - Metro Boomin/Future/Don Toliver

Lyrics by：Allen Ritter/Leland Wayne/Caleb Zackery Toliver/Carlton Davis Mays Jr./Nayvadius Wilburn

Composed by：Allen Ritter/Leland Wayne/Caleb Zackery Toliver/Carlton Davis Mays Jr./Nayvadius Wilburn

Produced by：Metro Boomin/Honorable C Note/Allen Ritter

Honorable C note

Metro

Keep the ***** Ju-u-ump

Keep it on ju-u-ump

Keep the ***** Ju-u-ump

I caught it cool

For a ten

The ***** get loose

She tryna win

I beat her by the house

I beat her in

It's 40 in the couch

I let her spend

When the cars lit better call in

She done popped all out she done called twin

I done went and spazzed out

I put the raw in

I done hit the strip club

And spent a tall ten

Lil shawty off the Clicquot

She be coming hot just like a heat stroke

I can see ya lurking

Through the peep hole

I'm stacking different money

Type of C Notes

I'm talking C notes

Nigga hitting C notes

Ya spend what ya want

And ya get what ya want

I guess ya got what ya wanted

Ya hitting the pole

And ya give it ya all

And ya keeping it honest

Too many nights I went nameless

Too many nights I went famous

Too many nights I went brainless

Sayin'

"Uh-uh-uh-uh"

Yeah

Let's get dru-u-unk

Keep the ***** Ju-u-ump

Keep the ***** ju-u-ump

Keep it

I caught it cool

For a ten

The ***** get loose

She tryna win

I beat her out the house

I beat her in

It's 40 in the couch

I let her spend

You made a 100 and ya fall back

Need you on a call back

Knowing that ya all that baby

Oh it's 200 on ya dashboard

Stamping out ya passport

Ask me if I'm really OK

Ya get what ya want ya want ya want

Ya get what ya want ya want ya want

Ya get what ya want ya want ya want

Ya get what ya want ya want ya want

Ya spend what ya want

And ya get what ya want

I guess ya got what ya wanted

Ya hitting the pole

And ya give it your all

And ya keeping it honest

It's too many nights I went nameless

It's too many nights I went famous

It's too many nights I went brainless

Sayin'

"Uh-uh-uh-uh"

Yeah

Let's get dru-u-unk

Keep it on ju-u-ump

Keep it on ju-u-ump

Oooh oooh

Ooh ooh

Oooh oooh

Ooh ooh

Bottega Veneta whenever you ride wit me

It ain't like I'm askin you to ride for free

From trappin to rappin need to be proud of me

Pack out the studio and throw parties

Money comin too fast I can't slow down

Feel like I'm runnin from my past

I can't slow down

Too many nights bout to crash

Now I'm buying the foreigns all cash

I can't slow down