Moodymann - No lyrics

rate me

Stupid bitch will you open the door

I gotta phone you, so call me!

Chase the ball!

You just arrived!

I don’t know what she feels

She’s still mad at me because I’m a Detroiter

She’s still mad at the nigger because I’m a Detroiter

Ya, man, cause I’m here to support you

Oh ya man, I’m a loco Detroit

Would you rather go back home? (No!)

Would you rather go back home? (No!)

Would you rather do it alone? (No!)

Are you all ready to say goodnight, goodnight, goodnight?

Are you all ready to say goodnight, goodnight, goodnight?

Would you rather go to work and drink? (No!)

You got clothes on under your league (No!)

You really know you wanna stop having fun (No!)

You really know you wanna turn the lights on! (No!)

Are you all ready to say goodnight, goodnight, goodnight?

Are you all ready to say goodnight, goodnight, goodnight?

You hate it when the DJ play for advice (No!)

You hate it when the DJ play for advice (No!)

You made this... you cross (No!)

You like your... without hot sauce (No!)

Are you all ready to say goodnight, goodnight, goodnight?

Are you all ready to say goodnight, goodnight, goodnight?

She’s still mad at the nigger because I’m a Detroiter