Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fuck all Night, artist - DJ Quik. Album song The Midnight Life, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 13.10.2014
Record label: mad science
Song language: English
Fuck all Night |
| Sometimes I’m insatiable |
| Sometimes I love fellatio |
| With such a high sex ratio |
| She smirks when she swallows but she says it’s tasty though |
| Call Lisa with her big 'ole ass |
| Her weave is cool but her mama is cash |
| And she would be just fine, it’s not time to smash |
| Get some ointment, go and fix that rash |
| I got a fine groupie girl, eyes like a raccoon |
| Pussy so good, she deserves some damn balloons |
| When she wants to hit it, I go get it |
| She had a hot past, how could they forget it? |
| Now we don’t even got Soul Train |
| Ain’t got no room to grow, just like a swole brain |
| I’m like a doctor, keepin' you in remission |
| I don’t write songs for bitches, I write prescriptions |
| Now get the head right, get the sheet thread count high |
| Cook some beans and rice, get the bath temperature nice |
| Then get it set up to get set off |
| Like Foxy, you’ll get off when you let off and you let me toss |
| You da boss, bitch, I just wanna… |
| Fuck all night, fuck all night |
| Smoke and drink and get right |
| I just wanna fuck all night, fuck all night |
| Fuck until what’s wrong is right |
| Hey! |
| I just wanna fuck all night, fuck all night |
| Skeet 'til my balls is light, huh |
| I just wanna fuck all night, fuck all night |
| Eat 'til her drawls is white |
| Now here’s a message to the tech-head bitch |
| Don’t FACETIME at night, that’s Blair Witch |
| With her once-a-month bleedin' fonky cock |
| She got to check it every traffic stop |
| She fuckin' wit' you when you wanna talk |
| But lose a couple spots, and watch communication drops |
| No sympathy votes, 'cause I don’t love no hoes |
| Empty pockets on the corner, keep 'em all broke |
| She been a ho now since 2003 |
| And now she wants to get her life right with me? |
| Ambitious bitches, a little too enthralled with the riches |
| Don’t want the one night boy, she want the pension |
| And that is not your spot, this is not your place |
| You need to fill your crotch up with your face |
| And quit tryin' to be a side piece, bitch! |
| With a pussy that big, you missed the chance to… |
| Fuck all night, fuck all night |
| Smoke and drink and get right |
| You missed the chance to fuck all night, fuck all night |
| Fuck 'til what’s wrong is right |
| Huh? |
| You missed the chance to fuck all night, fuck all night |
| Skeet 'til my balls is light, huh? |
| You missed the chance to fuck all night, fuck all night |
| Beat 'til her drawls is white |
| Yeah! |
| That’s what I’m talkin' 'bout, yo! |
| Shout out to Shabby Blue, Tweed Cadillac |
| That’s where it started |
| Everybody else, ya’ll gotta to wait 'till the next whatever |
| My niggas! |
| Black Tone! |
| Look at your nigga in here, goin' in! |
| Tellin' you they can’t fuck with me, my nig |
| I got too much of something, I don’t know what it is |
| I know it’s good, shit |
| What up, Moms? |
| Yeah, I’m drinking water in the studio… with Hennessy |
| Shit, it feel good than a motherfucka to be able to do anything that I want to |
| Whenever I want to |
| I’ll drink to that |
| What up, Inch, Slug, Nukky, my real niggas |