Buckshot - Night Time lyrics

[Intro: Sample from Richard Pryor] What's happenin? sh** I know somethin happenin?! 'Cause everything groovin! Wow! This is very exciting, very exciting I'm glad y'all came Yeah glad y'all talkin to the show [Pete Rock Scratchin]: Y-Y-Y-Y-Y-YES NIYAH!!!-Beenie Man [Verse One: Tek] (Steele) A few shots of Patron that got me rollin so I jumped in the beamer Got baby girl who p**y so wet it run like Katrina She got on them high heels and they red on the bottom The Loboutins I be re-routin her head game is a problem (And I'm a man of my word, f** what ya heard) (Get it in clips, get it in six, soldiers get the whole bird) Urk ya to third, pitch it and serve, dip it and swerve f** ya girl in the mouth, 'til it a curve With the night air that I breathe it got me sinnin f**in women Gettin money with n***as I ain't like, in the beginnin Another shot and I'm gone, straight in the fifth gear Diamonds and the wrist wear thank the Lord I'm here Sex fiend gwopaholic I'm a drink it if I pour it How much I'm gonna move before it said and done I can't call it Treat to the end, believe and then I do it again Live through my son and I know we 'gon win [Chorus: Buckshot] Focus on the schemes in the night, bees in the night Lookin for the D's in the night, see we in the light Everyday we fiend for the night, triple beam tight Aimin next team take flight, so see the light Focus on the schemes at night, bees in the night Lookin for the D's in the night, see we in the light Everyday we fiend for the night, triple beam tight Aimin next team take flight, so see the light 'Cause we like the night [Verse Two: Steele] Yeah! Camoflauge gremlins patrollin the rooftop The youth got the Juice like 2Pac Official crews move syncronized when maneuverin through blocks They plot to take the hoochie that you got Recruit movin old hoopty new uzi tucked in the toolbox My dudes got the news in the loose spot, your too hot Lay low n***as with bank rolls, to thank though You gotta stop ack I don't think so, we got it locked Load it we controllin the herb potent I'm rolin smoke, foldin notes, spoilin off no go, like Hall & Oates Zone coastin, I'm, watchin the roma float Call the folks, couple of corner huggers who hold the toast Professional, run the biz uncontrollable Wisdom touch spirits have n***as catchin the holy ghost Keep denyin my enemies and my homies close Be cautious in what you talkin and where you walkin though [Chorus: Buckshot] Focus on the schemes in the night, bees in the night Lookin for the D's in the night, see we in the light Everyday we fiend for the night, triple beam tight Aimin next team take flight, so see the light Focus on the schemes at night, bees in the night Lookin for the D's in the night, see we in the light Everyday we fiend for the night, triple beam tight Aimin next team take flight, so see the light 'Cause we like the night [Verse Three: Pete Rock] Fiends chasin demons, gamblers tryin they best to break even your seed Wakin up weezin, two shots primatine Homeless man freezin, taxi cab speedin right by If you black or Puerto Rican undercover d's reachin Why service a wallet? Late nights trip to Harlem for some beef and brollic could be a problem After dark is when the drama starts lives fall apart A whole 'lot of sh** pops off And body parts get dropped off at Van Cortlandt Park, either that or Orchard You see the DVD, R.I.P. Rich Porter Pete Rock yeah you peeped me in the gorgeous quarter to eight Hydro plane and down to Palisades Throwback cat like Mantle and Babe And I could still Shut 'Em Down like a Mariano save Anytime, the Merlou sipper, Peter unwind Always watchin my back lookin for one time [Verse Four: Buckshot] One, two, in the A.M Be the math on the wrist, the last on the strip Fiends see the gla**, the hit, and go for a strike Bases loaded 'cause everybody loaded with pipes But these bags don't push no sound 'Cause they will get you bagged by police and get, pushed in the ground You hear that "WOOP WOOP!" around before they surround you Like the bow ties that to be too close I left you Now if you wanna get into some gangsta sh** that's fine Do me a favor? Close your mouth and get on that line 'Cause night time be the right time to get off my crime Like teeth, on a n***a sleep this is my grind We in the dugout, 'cause everybody here spittin and we all bugged out Better brings your rays to the clubhouse My snub's 'bout, 38 on my waist About two seconds in travelin on your face route, no doubt [Chorus: Buckshot] Focus on the schemes in the night, bees in the night Lookin for the D's in the night, see we in the light Everyday we fiend for the night, triple beam tight Aimin next team take flight, so see the light Focus on the schemes at night, bees in the night Lookin for the D's in the night, see we in the light Everyday we fiend for the night, triple beam tight Aimin next team take flight, so see the light 'Cause we like the night