Swizz Beatz - All Night lyrics

Turn it up (ha ha ha) Flimode (ha ha ha) Busta Rhymes (ha ha ha) Another banging n***as (ha ha ha) Another banging n***as (ha ha ha) Another banging n***as (ha ha ha) Another banging n***as (ha ha ha) Chorus: All night To my east n***as West Coast and dirty south We make ya wave your hands up high Light L's and drink some liquor it make ya wild out All night To my n***as and my b**hes get money If ya running with me Wave your hands up high A yo I can't see y'all You know we hang out in the streets y'all All night Yes yes y'all I be the god up in the flesh y'all Bless y'all With nothing but the best y'all Finesse sh** and leave the spot up in a mess y'all b**hes, you know the street sh** caress y'all Sex y'all And put a bounce up in your breast y'all Yes y'all we about to taste the success y'all And quiz n***as like a f**ing drug test y'all And check y'all And let the livest n***as step in I keep the burner, what you think I'm turning mine in? What the f** Now all my live motherf**ers boggart or bring it straight to the front And let me give y'all n***as just what you want More fire for ya fresh off the press sh** blazing to d**h b**hes lust talking under they breath Hope you n***as know to put on your vest Or get a hole in your chest Who in this motherf**er Take you a guess Chorus Yeah-Yeah All my n***as Yeah-yeah all my b**hes Yeah-yeah all my thugs Yeah-yeah all my soldiers Yeah-yeah all my honeys Yeah-yeah all my playas Yeah-yeah all my live n***as c'mon Yeah-yeah The grand finale y'all Put it down and always repping for my family y'all What, lets form a nation wide rally y'all Of gutter n***as that will piss up in the alley y'all f** it, now I know you know my rep n***a And how it's hard to figure out my next step n***a So step n***a, n***a sit your a** down The way I mash down Will only leave a legacy for me to pa** down Don't speak unless you're spoken to Get broke in two Flipmode we be the chosen few Yeah n***a entrap y'all I know some n***as that'll clap y'all And strap y'all Up to a post and back slap y'all Put y'all in a mailbox and leave open the flap y'all That's the hap's that make n***as take forever naps y'all Strap y'all all up inside of your seatbelts The beats felt like a fire watch the heat melt Your patent leather stack cheddar n***a Now or never Better, whatever n***a feel this hot Beretta Cause when we come you know we hit you with that sh** for the head With nough sh** just like the Lox and the dread Me and my n***as we be breaking this bread With all the blood that we bled See we was broke, now we flossing instead The sh** I drop will never leave you mislead Might leave you tired of bed sh** ain't over till' the party is dead Chorus: repeat 2X Yeah all my live b**hes let me see you just Wave your hands up high And all my n***as running around getting p**y All night