Young Gliss

Young Gliss - Le Cabinet (Remix) lyrics

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Feat. Rane & STS

Baby the night's still young and I got time to kill

Tell my homies bout whatever man I'm fin to bill

Bring it with me I got the trees we gonna keep it lit

Ain't no stopping, we politicking about getting rich

Baby the night's still young and I got time to kill

Tell my homies bout whatever man I'm fin to bill

Bring it with me I got the trees we gonna keep it lit

Ain't no stopping, we politicking about getting rich

The night's still young

Ah, and I'm ready for more,

Tell your chick she can get it when she hit the door

Ain't no loving and ain't no coughing man I'm on to the next

This is one night only boy, you'll leave blessed

And now inhale exhale, release stress

Meet my niggas at the club, popping bottles, we the best

One time for my niggas ...

When it cracks to the payment that's our way of sending love

And that's our universal way of thinking

Tell them I'm trying to get money nothing less than franklins

Catch me on the road to success

Throwing money out the window on the project steps

Spit it out, spit it out nigga, no regrets

Just poured another round, I'ma throw it back

... this bad broad and she looking back, and I told her that

Baby the night's still young and I got time to kill

Tell my homies bout whatever man I'm fin to bill

Bring it with me I got the trees we gonna keep it lit

Ain't no stopping, we politicking about getting rich

Baby the night's still young and I got time to kill

Tell my homies bout whatever man I'm fin to bill

Bring it with me I got the trees we gonna keep it lit

Ain't no stopping, we politicking about getting rich

The night's still young

The night is younger than my pretends

Back when I was hustling with them street dreams

Tryina move an onion in a day

Hope the reach your whole thang and just maybe we could be kings

Fake friends wanna leap spring, pass the nigga on some bastard shit

I put you on to that ...

I brought food to the table, what did he bring?

It was my background, ... I was...

A bunch of 3.57 bitches, I am MC with the hammer I ain't never tripping

So fuck those who got a problem with me

Cause my day 1 nigga still riding with me

Bottle for bottle like we hit the lotto

Laughing at that nigga who hit the throttle

And crashed that shit, I follow my flash

Attracts the baddest bitches blasting them off

Passing and switching them after the mission

Baby the night's still young and I got time to kill

Tell my homies bout whatever man I'm fin to bill

Bring it with me I got the trees we gonna keep it lit

Ain't no stopping, we politicking about getting rich

Baby the night's still young and I got time to kill

Tell my homies bout whatever man I'm fin to bill

Bring it with me I got the trees we gonna keep it lit

Ain't no stopping, we politicking about getting rich

The night's still young

Propose toast with bitches that swear they on my level

She ain't a gold digger cause she admires the bezel

She getting gold after that, I should buy her a shovel

Blue Prada death she better...to the devil

Night's young, the ...'s old

I recognize what it is, she already chose

Open toes, with the magic bed

She buy her own bottles, we met to tell

Cracking jokes ass, making laughs

Roll a doobie, ... thick in her ass

Her waist like a hourglass,

Fixing a smash...

The girl is something to remember like the tower crash

I lay her down like the iPhone power... cold as ever

Any bitch fucking with me know the ... weather.

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