It's Your Night

C'mon, ah, c'mon, ah, bounce a little, what, c'mon, yeah



Ha, you didn't think I was comin' like that did you?



Whoo



From the corner to the dice where we rollin' at



For all my homies gettin' nice off that cognac



To ghetto chicks who appreciate the Cadillac



When it flip to the normal color like Mike was back



Nike hats, slightly above your nose and neck



Chucks and slacks, separated from Gores and Tecs



Chicks in packs, please, let your weave relax



I'm so gangster with this rap bouncers hold me back



Hey G, I feel you black



But let me get up in this club and show you how I act



I'm a fool when it comes to these party girls



I'm a fool when it comes to this party world



Now ask yourself, now who do beats like me?



I was the one that gave you, "Hey Papi"



I'm like Tupac, all eyes on me



Got niggas messed up in the industry, but it's okay



It's your night, no need to act uptight



(Yeah, uh)



Go and grab somebody, go and grab somebody



(Go 'head)



And be real



(And just dance a bit, c'mon and just dance a bit)



Do what you feel



(Uh huh, and just dance a bit, c'mon and just dance a bit)



Must be the first of the month



Mag get up on the track and I'm rappin' drunk



Y'all wanna battle we can spit for days



Let up sixteen bars like mayonnaise



Swisher in my mouth, shower cap on my dome



Ain't in the studio, little shorty I'm home



Pass the phone, I'm a call all VA



Tell Sin, call Brooke and bring some Alize



Got in the game like what, it's over man



(Say what?)



I spit vodka, ain't sober man



(Say what?)



I'm a bigger guy, need extra pay



Give me a bed so I can lay in my Escalade



You could be black, Puerto Rican or Dominican



Room 219, I don't care, send it in



I'm a jiggy guy, ride one plus the five



Make it a six, big bad son of a bitch



It's your night, no need to act uptight



(Yeah, uh)



Go and grab somebody, go and grab somebody



(Go 'head)



And be real



(And just dance a bit, c'mon and just dance a bit)



Do what you feel



(Uh huh, and just dance a bit, c'mon and just dance a bit)



It's your night, no need to act uptight



(Yeah, uh)



Go and grab somebody, go and grab somebody



(Go 'head)



And be real



(And just dance a bit, c'mon and just dance a bit)



Do what you feel



(Uh huh, and just dance a bit, c'mon and just dance a bit)



Sin got the Alize from home



Give me Lifestyles, put 'em on my jimmy, it's on



And peep out my manuscript



Mag and Tim party hoes, so you got's to strip



And I ain't playin' games when I heart



And leave Mag hangin' hard suit with Christopher Darden



I take about a hour to bust



Chickens wanna get with Mag so they makin' a fuss



Told 'em, "Simmer down, you're next



Take my headphones, listen to Funk master Flex



I'll be about a minute or less



Stop sittin' clothes on, take off your dress"



It's your night, no need to act uptight



(Yeah, uh)



Go and grab somebody, go and grab somebody



(Go 'head)



And be real



(And just dance a bit, c'mon and just dance a bit)



Do what you feel



(Uh huh, and just dance a bit, c'mon and just dance a bit)



It's your night, no need to act uptight



(Yeah, uh)



Go and grab somebody, go and grab somebody



(Go 'head)



And be real



(And just dance a bit, c'mon and just dance a bit)



Do what you feel



(Uh huh, and just dance a bit, c'mon and just dance a bit)



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