Bishop Lamont - f** All Night lyrics

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Bishop Lamont - f** All Night lyrics

[Verse 1: Dj Quik] Sometimes I'm insatiable, Sometimes I love fel**tio With such a high s** ratio, she smirks when she swallows But she says it's tasty though Call Lisa with her big 'ole a**, her weave is cool But her mama is cash and she would be just fine It's not time to smash, get some ointment Go and fix that rash I got a fine groupie girl, eye's like a raccoon p**y so good, she deserves some damn balloons When she wants to hit it, I go get it She had a hot past, how can they forget it? Now we don't even got Soul Train Ain't got no room to grow, just like a swole brain I'm like a doctor, keepin' you in remission I don't write songs for b**hes, I write prescriptions Now get the head right, get the sheet thread count high Cook some beans and rice, get the bath temperature nice Then get it set up to get set off Like Foxxy you'll get off when you let off, and you let me toss You 'da boss b**h, I just wanna' [Chorus] f** all night, f** all night Smoke and drink and get right I just wanna' f** all night, f** all night f** until what's wrong is right Hey! I just wanna' f** all night, f** all night Skeet till my balls is light, huh I just wanna' f** all night, f** all night Eat till her drawls is white [Verse 2: Dj Quik] Now here's a message to the tech-head b**h Don't FACETIME at night, that's Blair Witch With her once-a-month bleedin' fonky co*k She got to check it every traffic stop She f**in' wit' you when you wanna' talk But lose a couple spots And watch communication drops No sympathy votes, cuz I don't love no hoes Empty pockets on the corner, keep em all broke She been a ho now since 2003 And now she wants to get her life right with me? Ambitious b**hes A little too enthralled with the riches Don't want the one night boy, she wants the pension And that is not your spot, this is not your place You need to fill your crotch up with your face And quit tryin' to be a side piece b**h! With a p**y that big, you missed the chance to [Chorus] f** all night, f** all night Smoke and drink and get right You missed the chance to f** all night f** all night f** 'til what's wrong is right Huh? You missed the chance to f** all night, f** all night Skeet till my balls is light, huh? You missed the chance to f** all night, f** all night Beat till her drawls is white [Dj Quik] Yeah! That's what I'm talkin' 'bout, yo! Shout out to Shabby Blue, Tweed Cadillac That's where it started Everybody else, ya'll gotta to wait 'till the next whatever My n***as! Black Tone! Look at your n***a in here, goin' in! Tellin' you they can't f** with me, my nig I got too much of something, I don't know what it is I know it's good, sh** What up Moms? Yeah, I'm drinking water in the studio...with Hennessy sh**. It feel good than a motherf**a to be able to do anything that I want to Whenever I want to I'll drink to that What up Inch, Slug, Nukky, My real n***as

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