Nightstand

Album: More Issues Than Vogue (2016)
  • I got it gridlocked, 2 Pac
    Three shots, let it sink in
    Hot ride outside
    Four door, chauffeur driven, yeah
    I've got more to lose than you
    Ooh hmm
    Three o'clock in the morning
    Y'all be on that other shit, but I ain't on it
    Tryina give me your advice, but I don't want it
    I've got things to do
    Phone ring, I call 'em later
    Just dissed this nigga for my vibrator
    Hope you ain't in trouble 'cause I can't save you

    No, no no no no oh
    Put it on my nightstand, baby
    Can you keep it right there baby?
    Got it on my nightstand, baby
    Excuse me, these won't just save me
    Baby, please excuse my behavior
    But can I get back the fucks that I gave you?

    Tryna mellow out, I need to blaze up

    Can't wait to get my back to my nightstand
    Got a nigga right here, on my left
    I've done rolled him to death
    Guess I have to please myself
    Hey yeah yeah
    Tell me why I can't feel it no more?
    Most of y'all niggas can't afford
    Sleeping in my bed
    Oh, ooh
    That new 'Rrari, Bugatti you rapping about, boo
    Boy it's level you're lying ain't none of it true

    Just being honest I promise the jewelry that you gave me
    I never even wear it and I like Drake better than you

    All my boss bitches know
    So, put it on my nightstand, baby
    Can you keep it right there baby?
    Got it on my nightstand, baby
    Excuse me, these potions won't just save me

    Baby, please excuse my behavior
    But can I get back the fucks that I gave you?
    Tryna mellow out, I need to blaze up

    Can't wait to get my back to my nightstand
    So, put it on my nightstand, baby
    Can you keep it right there baby?
    Got it on my nightstand, baby
    Excuse me, these potions won't just save me
    Baby, please excuse my behavior
    But can I get back the fucks that I gave you?
    Tryna mellow out, I need to blaze up
    Can't wait to get my back to my nightstand

    Uh
    Wished these niggas know me better
    Tryina tell me who I had in my bed
    Poppin' percasetes by the tube
    He ain't talking money, keep it moving
    Every time I come around
    It's a, it's a another lie
    On the cover, are they friends?
    Or just fucking? You know something gonna come from it
    These petty bitches lien they don't know bout me
    You can be a play about it
    And tell it to my face, what you say about me?
    I can't spend another day on it oh
    Save it for the Shaderoom

    Oh
    Put it on my nightstand, baby ay yeah ooh

    Put it on my nightstand
    Put it on my nightstand, baby
    Put it on my nightstand
    Put it on my nightstand, baby

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