Cory Ironside - Late Night lyrics

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Cory Ironside - Late Night lyrics

[Chorus: Cory Ironside] Late night, late night, all alone Wondering if she gon' pick up the phone Late night, late night, all alone Wondering if she gonna call my phone Shawty got me like whoa, shawty go me like Shawty got me like whoa, shawty go me like Got my head spinning, my heart racing Damn, shawty, you got me like whoa [Verse 1: Cory Ironside] I know it's late and you got a man But I can treat you better than he can (Oooh yeah) We might be good friends now, but I can be your man I know a lot more 'bout you than he ever can I care way more about you than he ever could See there's just something about you that he could never see But I see it clearly shawty, yeah it's so clear to me I see it clearly shawty, yeah it's so clear to me So please pick up the phone, return my call Baby you got my head spinning or it's this alcohol Shouldn't be leaving you messages, but I know you feel the same 'Cuz when we kissed that night, girl ain't nothing been the same The way I gave you chills and I left your body speechless I showed you love when your heart was shattered in a million pieces You told me your fears, your darkest secrets, and all your dreams, what you believe Now you got me on this late night [Chorus: Cory Ironside & Just Jay] Late night, late night, all alone Wondering if she gon' pick up the phone Late night, late night, all alone Wondering if she gonna call my phone Shawty got me like whoa, shawty go me like Shawty got me like whoa, shawty go me like Got my head spinning, my heart racing (What up cud?) Damn, shawty, you got me like whoa (Just) [Verse 2: Just Jay] Twelve o'clock and my cup gone Speakers playing let's f** songs Your phone ringing, that's me calling Come fall through, I'ma beat on it I'ma beat on it that's ?????? Red light, that means recording All night is what we talking No Day Dreaming, no sleep walking No drink chasing, these shots for you No straight thinking, just pop and move Wanna get it from the side, that's poppin too Headed straight for the sack like Ndamukong Suh Tryna give you something back, and it's not even groove Tryna hit it from the back till you can't even move Try again and get wild, I be acting a fool Scream baby you look crazy I ain't laughing at you, 'cuz [Chorus: Cory Ironside] Late night, late night, all alone Wondering if she gon' pick up the phone Late night, late night, all alone Wondering if she gonna call my phone Shawty got me like whoa, shawty go me like Shawty got me like whoa, shawty go me like Got my head spinning, my heart racing Damn, shawty, you got me like whoa

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