Thurow Bars - I Can't Sleep At Night lyrics
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Oh, I can’t sleep at night, I can’t sleep at night
I can’t sleep at night
Thinking bout this girl
Man fuck these hoes, I had enough of these hoes
I don’t trust these hoes
I don’t love these hoes
I can’t sleep at night, I can’t sleep at night
I can’t sleep at night
Thinking bout this girl
Man fuck these hoes, I had enough of these hoes
I don’t trust these hoes
I don’t love these hoes
Ok now, first off, fuck the niggas
Second off, I love them strippers
I ain’t hating, shit I’m fucking with you
Shake that ass girl, pay that college tuition
Shit I might just spend some dollars with you
Now I run my city, I was washing dishes
Stay down till I came up
Now I’m in position to make propositions
Shouts out to loafer, my kitch in portland,
My hoes in portsmith, up
My city poppin, you can disagree
But even waile know bitch
Play me like I’m soft, and I’ma turn into a crime boss
I’am cock it back, and let the 9 off
Then I hop in and I drop off, oh
It’s hard to sleep, so I wake up and I stay up
I smoke a blunt while I chase bucks
While these other niggas taking pay cuts
I do it for the home team
She wet as fuck and her dome mean
I’m all on her , she all on me
So I fuck her slow, like I’m lean
I’m just tryina live, lord knows that I love life
But fuck a war, we can take it there
I’m bringing bombs to the gun fight
6 robberies, 4 shootings, 2 murders in 1 night
If you shoot once then I’ma bust twice
I’m fresh to death like fuck life!
[Hook]
Oh, I can’t sleep at night, I can’t sleep at night
I can’t sleep at night
Thinking bout this girl
Man fuck these hoes, I had enough of these hoes
I don’t trust these hoes
I don’t love these hoes
I can’t sleep at night, I can’t sleep at night
I can’t sleep at night
Thinking bout this girl
Man fuck these hoes, I had enough of these hoes
I don’t trust these hoes
I don’t love these hoes
I can’t sleep at night, they got money pile and I want a slice
You play with my cash then it’s only right
You do that shit today, I get you done tonight
Yeah, I’m from virginia, them niggas shooting
They don’t wanna fight, they got plenty guns
And never owned a knife
And they’ll send your ass to meet the early christ
Look, hallelujah, shake your hands and put hollows through ya
It’s a crying shame you put your mama through it
It’s a cold world, bet you thought you knew it
Look, pray for us, tell the police stay away from us
I know a lot of pussy niggas hating us
But can’t do shit about it, wicked dangerous
We something like the mob, round table meeting
Wearing suits and shit
I’m living this double life, back and forth from the streets to the booth and shit
I really do this shit, I was locked up, in the can like tuna fish,
I’m such a contradiction, old school jordans with the newest fit
It’s niggas rotting, niggas snitching, and niggas dying
Fiends are smoking, cops arresting, guns are shooting
Babies crying, the crack is cooking
Streets are talking, and bitches lying
Bitch I’m grinding
These hoes think I’m an alien
Cause of the car I’m driving
[Hook]
Oh, I can’t sleep at night, I can’t sleep at night
I can’t sleep at night
Thinking bout this girl
Man fuck these hoes, I had enough of these hoes
I don’t trust these hoes
I don’t love these hoes
I can’t sleep at night, I can’t sleep at night
I can’t sleep at night
Thinking bout this girl
Man fuck these hoes, I had enough of these hoes
I don’t trust these hoes
I don’t love these hoes.
