Off Night — текст песни (Woodie f Shannon Sanders)

[Woodie]
I step into a house party
Cortez`s shinin`
Khakis creased up
Sharper than a diamond
I wasn`t invited
So I might be out a place
I`m peepin` the scene
I feel no funk
But feel the bass
They bumpin` some of that
Northern Cali type a shit
Cold World Hustlers
Mac Dre and Brotha Lynch
I`m catchin` the vibe
The atmospheres I`m sweatin`
But still holdin` the nine
In case a homie got to bang
Directions one to one
When it comes to the sets
Cuz it just might be fun tonight
I usually don`t expect it
See if your wandering eyes glancin` my way
Who`d a thought out on a
Saturday or a Friday

Chorus: 2X [Shannon Sanders]
Although it`s an off night
It just might turn out right
Although it`s an off night
Don`t junk it till dawn light

[Woodie]
Three choices it appears to me
But the brunette with the booty is steering me
She`s got them bright green eyes
Proper face, thick thighs
Tits average size
All in all she`s the prize
I smoothly make my way across the room
My confidence is high
With three 40`s consumed
Hit her with some small talk
Then back off some
If the conversation stops
It was a false alarm
She pursued to chop it up
And asked if I liked to groove
I said, Baby I`m a gangster
When I dance I barley move
So if that`s cool with you
Then fo` sho` lets hit the floor
But I must admit
My specialty`s to stop and get low

[Chorus] 2X

[Woodie]
The party`s gettin` humid
And the heat I can`t bear
So baby I`m a got out front
And get some fresh air
She said she`d like to go to
And asked, Is that alright with you
Not a problem
But I might just hit the liquor store or two
My Lark`s down the block
And since the night`s hot
If you want, it`s convertible
So we can drop the top
Right there I had her caught
A fish on a hook
She was puddy in my hands
I could tell by her look
She asked if I was a playa
I said, That life ain`t for me
Norteсo from the Yoc
Now that`s a different story
She fell for every word
She was lovin` me no doubt
Told my homies that I came with you
It`s time I headed out
To the Lark, to the store, to my spot,
To the soft white imperals on my bed
I`m hittin` skins on and off [not yet]
Sometimes that`s the way it goes
Tryin` to get crackin` on the Lincoln
It`s all in the ass

[Chorus] 4X



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