Nights Like This Lyrics

Two cups in your system you bad and you know it

Don't be afraid to show it off

Got what you been missing this is something different

Something that'll make you fall in love

Hennessy whiskey I'm a little tipsy

If I left tonight Im wondering would you miss me

I'm wondering immensely

Want to paint you a picture like Leonardo da Vinci

What that is Givenchy

Two double Gs a Birkin and a LV

She stunning alone but baby you should let me

Be right beside you sick like the swine flu

Let me beat that pussy red like it's pyro

Love being inside you

And yeah we should try to

Make some of amends

So what if I been with all your friends

Y'all need to stick together I can fit you in a Benz

Only fuck with bad bitches sum like them tens

And when this cup ends then another one begins

Up all night finna let out all our sins

Grabbing on your waste while you kissing on my face

Say ahh baby and tell me how this taste

Telling all the bad bitches meet up at my place

You can be the dinner baby I'll say the grace

Drinking wine girl you more the fine

I can see my ass in the stu working overtime

For your lifestyle

Big ass little waste and a nice smile

You the only one I fuck that can stay awhile

You the only one I fuck that can stay awhile yeah

Some about your figure

And your ass in them jeans wanna take a picture

Who that on the floor and do she got a nigga

I think I like us both when we off that liquor you got

Two cups in your system

You bad and you know this

Don't be afraid to show it off tonight

Uh niggas smoking bitches kissing in the hallway

Nights like this I can't even remember your face

Baby you got me through

Way too drunk can you please get from my place

On the counter on the floor I feel my heart race

Baby you got me through

Just fucked my ex I ain't go lie she still the same fuck

How many hoe's can we fit up in the Lamb truck

Questions I couldn't ask about a year ago

I know I'm working on my spiritual

every shot o'clock we get fearless though

I'm about to give her something less then a miracle

And all these bitches on the gram wanna sell they soul