S.K. - Last Night lyrics

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S.K. - Last Night lyrics

I'm not your superman, girl I'm your freaky friend I'm not your other guy I'm the n***a on your Ipod Livewire get it like arewar, sometimes I'm too fly.. I think that I need wings Girl I know your impressed by the things that money brings I'm not your other n***a I do it way bigger, c'mon on baby do the possible [Chorus:] Last night she got on top of me I gaaave it to her just howww she likesss Now she back for more.. No I gotta get down.... Walk to the club and prove to her Give me give me give me some of that grindin' love And even tho I don't be dancing ima gangsta n***a with gangsta rhythm Though it's easy to pretend I know ur not a fool I saw ur eyes scouted big I rolled up in the Benz All this time you've been choosen What you thought I'll never shine again well the jokes on youuu.. Well me I ain't tripping off small sh** I'm just pimpin' for privacy your my target Make sure you finish everything u started When u see the dick, don't act retarded If u s** me good, will do it again tom Give it to you good/...... You like that then there's more where that comes from I like you so i call u a funrun [Chorus:] Last night she got on top of me I gaaave it to her just howww she likesss Now she back for more.. No I gotta get down.... Walk to the club and prove to her Give me give me give me some of that grindin' love She ain't never had it how I give it at all Keep the money comin' summer,spring, and fall I'ma real solid n***a plus my dick stand tall Mr. always on a roll saying a new car Mr. cypress village .... Get her all alone and I'm do the talk You know how i like it, hit me after dark I be stuck on the block hot as pop tart I'm just trying to get some head before my show start Lil' mama got brain and she real real smart Told her I'm in the game Have money, have heart J Stalin the name, live wire what I bang Even though im wit the run, i still keep my thaangs She in love with a n***a, she gon' wait up in the rain She know I run sh** like major pain Call her wild west Oakland, she can run her whole game I'm not your superman, girl I'm your freaky friend I'm not your other guy I'm the n***a on your Ipod Livewire get it like arewar, sometimes I'm too fly.. I think that I need wings Girl I know your impressed by the things that money brings I'm not ur other n***a I do it way bigger, c'mon on baby do the possible [Chorus:] Last night she got on top of me I gaaave it to her just howww she likesss Now she back for more.. No I gotta get down.... Walk to the club and prove to her Give me give me give me some of that grindin' love

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