Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Night To Remember , by - A$Ton MatthewsRelease date: 10.04.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Night To Remember |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Hol' up |
| Zipper gang shit |
| Hol' up |
| You wanna play rough? |
| OKAY |
| Boy, we was raised from them shoulders |
| Turn you to victims or soldiers |
| You smell the death 'round the corners |
| But baby we used to the odors |
| You better pay what you owe us or you’ll be a gift to the Lords |
| Ou baby, thugging it costs, summertime, block in the shorts |
| I’m 'posed to die tonight, see if they stick to the course |
| I get the brrrt from the source |
| I put the lock in her jaws |
| 100's and 50's all over them titties, but please baby keep all the locks off my |
| doors |
| Dropping a 5 in a liter, drop from the top like she Lita |
| She got the throat of a diva and got a face like Aaliyah |
| Treat her like I don’t need her, dismissed |
| Bending corner, wig shopping, ay |
| Put you on a shirt and get a day |
| Zipper gang, we pull up, leave a stain |
| 1Up, 2Up, 3Up, beat the case |
| Youngin’s thirsty, lurking for a name |
| Close or open casket for the fame |
| All depending how you wanna play |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, we need all that (yeah, so) |
| All that, bitch, you smacked (yeah, so) |
| Headshot, face shot, neck shot, all that (yeah, so x2) |
| Flatline, you dig? |
| (yeah, so x2) |
| Well |
| I’m 'posed to die tonight |
| I’m 'posed to die tonight |
| But it look like a night to remember |
| But it look like a night to remember |
| You already know who the fuck it is man |
| You already know who the fuck it be |
| Mr. Stop Fucking Playing With Me, man |
| Pull up, hop out, take your bitch, get knocked the fuck out |
| No type time, I’m on no type time, we on pussy |
| Walked in, I looked like the man of the hour |
| The one with the pistol, the one with the power |
| Your bitch suckin' dick cause her nigga a coward |
| Got paid off it all, from the pills to the powder |
| Doing business so they hatin' it |
| If we want it then we takin' it |
| Chalk line, yellow tape and shit |
| Smut her out, you probably datin' it |
| Got the package and I made it flip |
| He got hit, then we arrangin' it |
| Shells in faces, we in enragin' it |
| Diamonds dance like a Jamaican bitch |
| Dirty Whine on the necklace |
| DUI, I’m ridin' reckless |
| Uh, yeah, she on ya line for the textin' |
| And she in my spot for the sex, nigga |
| Yeah, So, No |
| Gang member, flame sender |
| Bad man, mad man |
| Red ragging, toe tagging |
| Rack stackin', no lackin', nigga |
| Keep it bool or else we uppin' toolies |
| Clips on clips, it ain’t no fuckin' movie |
| Don’t associate with fuckin' goofies |
| I’m 'posed to die tonight |
| I’m 'posed to die tonight |
| But it look like a night to remember |
| But it look like a night to remember |