Dinner In November ft. Sir Ste-Lo Lyrics

At the moment

Two for two

One more time

Cheffa man Ste-lo

Seasons Change

I seen enough to make me wan go smack

That pussy fat hit it from the back

Hoe you too classy like my bitches Rachet

She lick the nut up off my jeans when her head in my lap damn

Lemme find out you a Scorpio

It's five in the morning after hours open

I ain't gon hold you keep it real you lacking

Too many niggas in the club take me where bitches clapping

In Miami with some freaky bitches

She ain't my girlfriend I'm just sleeping with her

Ain't no quest we gon come up with something

Tint on my windows case they looking for me

Tryna see the sun come up while I'm smoking pressure

You gotta see it make the bitches move must be electric

Transform in front your very eyes

bitches swarming I think I know why

Wake the neighbors up I'm living life

One in the day another bitch tonite

Fuck her hard make her suck me right

Leaving tomorrow Auntie Anne's before I catch the flight

I seen enough to make me wan go smack

That pussy fat hit it from the back

Hoe you too classy like my bitches Rachet

She lick the nut up off my jeans when her head in my lap damn

Lemme find out you a Scorpio

It's 5 in the morning after hours open

Damn

Caught her after hours know what time she on

She wet after the shower threw the towel up on her

Damn

Told her roll the sour shit from California

She wanna take a shot I send the styrofoam

Damn

She got lit then got litter uh

I sick my dog on her kitten uh

Bend her like a frog make her ribbit

Treat her like a song way I rip it

Shakin ass on that pole

Pussy fat lookin swole

She gon pass if you broke

Want the cash want the dough

Got the gas we can smoke

Seen your ass at the door

If I ask wanna know

Can I dash can I poke

I seen enough to make me wan go smack

That pussy fat hit it from the back

Hoe you too classy like my bitches Rachet

She lick the nut up off my jeans when her head in my lap damn

Lemme find out you a Scorpio

It's five in the morning after hours open

I ain't gon hold you keep it real you lacking

Too many niggas in the club take me where bitches clapping