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All Night Long
Z‐Ro feat. Billy Cook & DP
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Hey, Jay
Hey, yeah
Zero, BP
Billy Cook
Paper now
All night long
Smoke top fly
Yeah
We can ball all day, foreplay in the hallway
Taking trips overseas, transatlantic my way
I'm the Don Dada, but you can't be my baby mama
Let me say it, a drama roll on like a Yokohama
We can go half on a room and half on a second
And while you breaking the buds down
I'ma be hitting it from the back
Bend over, baby, I got something to show you, baby
Turn around on your back, toes up on the shoulders, baby
Steady deep stroking, don't mind me, just keep smoking
Bust a nut and break the syrup and the soda water open
But you ain't my main thing, just a little something to the side
So don't talk when I'm talking on the phone, you keep quiet
Just open your mouth wide and let me put it inside
Smoke a Swisher to finish my cup and then it's time to slide
Don't worry about nothing 'cause it's confidential
Open up your runway for my continental
All night long, all night
We can smoke top fly
All night long, all night
As we flip and sip pink Sprite
All night long, all night
We can smoke top fly
All night long, all night
As we flip and sip pink Sprite
Put a six in the Cris', we gon' sip on that
It's harder than a roll of quarters, put your hips on that
Removing your thong, penetrate the pink and it's on
Still sipping and smoking, stroking steady making you moan
I'm the Missouri City Don, got a cottage by the pond
Automatic AKs and vicious dogs roaming the lawn
Ain't gotta worry 'bout nothing except for keeping me happy
And living richer than a bitch steady tapping the nappy
Steady tapping the nappy, getting the headboard tapping
Hair shot, pussy wet, your man asking what happened
Ain't no excuses out your mouth 'cause you been riding with me
A real mob soldier, T-H-U-G
But he can tell from the smile and the way that you strut
Something ain't right, old nigga been all up in them guts
Better soak with some alcohol and leave me alone
Be it ass or the cash, I get it
All night long, all night
We can smoke top fly
All night long, all night
As we flip and sip pink Sprite
All night long, all night
We can smoke top fly
All night long, all night
As we flip and sip pink Sprite
I need a thug bitch, a shoplift and sell drugs bitch
But don't be tripping when I'm pimping in the club, bitch
We can hit the telly and get under the sheets
Knocking you down, then I move around back in the streets
And keep rolling, gotta keep my Benjamins folding
Then I'm coming back to beat it up until it's swollen
Baby, you know I'm starving, fix a nigga a plate
So don't worry, I'll be coming to your house real late
Meanwhile, I'm a soldier in the battlefield
I'm on a mission, trying to get it, I'ma make a mil'
With or without you, but if you're down
Then we can do it together, drink rubbers and automatic rounds
But don't be tripping when I say I need space
I ain't cheating, but accessories a felony case
I'm a block bleeder, you gotta share me with the drugs and shit
But when I'm fucking you, it's beautiful, I love this shit
All night long, all night
We can smoke top fly
All night long, all night
As we flip and sip pink Sprite
All night long, all night
We can smoke top fly
All night long, all night
As we flip and sip pink Sprite
All night long, all night
We can smoke top fly
All night long, all night
As we flip and sip pink Sprite