Versuri 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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