Lyrics Late Night - Yizzy, J Fado

Late Night

This is that late night shit
2 a.m. driving round in big boy whip (it's two 'o seven)
So brother don’t be phoning me back
But if it ain’t the studio you know where I’m at
This is that late night shit
2 a.m. driving round in big boy whip
So brother don’t be phoning me back
But if it ain’t the studio you know where I’m at
I had to tell him again
This is that late night shit (late night shit)
2 a.m. driving round in big boy whip (big boy whip)
So brother don’t be phoning me back (don't)
But if it ain’t the studio you know where I’m at (bet that you already know)
This is that late night shit (late night shit)
2 a.m. driving round in big boy whip (big boy whip)
So brother don’t be phoning me back (don't)
But if it ain’t the studio you know where I’m at
I tell her first things first, I ain’t playing no games
Five minutes in th, have you seen my name
It’s cray, your ex couldn’t har you rat, what a shame
But me and them brothers you fucking with, we ain’t the same
I tell you straight, it’s at least ten minutes, at least two rounds and at
least four positions
I feel it in your belly, that a women’s intuition
That will be my way, can you handle them conditions?
Said if, with the dicks I want you blowing my mind
I’m not your man, you know I’m only here for just a night
You just wanted me to tap it, sync it and you know the type
You can call me Mr Plumber, I’m just here to lay a pipe (lay a pipe)
Taking our clothes off (yeah), I don’t want no interrupting, turn your phone
off (better turn it off)
Normal, I told her that I’m ready for the ride, so if you’re tryna fuck Than
put a sign into the said eh
This is that late night shit (late night shit)
2 a.m. driving round in big boy whip (big boy whip)
So brother don’t be phoning me back (don't)
But if it ain’t the studio you know where I’m at (bet that you already know)
This is that late night shit (late night shit)
2 a.m. driving round in big boy whip (big boy whip)
So brother don’t be phoning me back (eh)
But if it ain’t the studio you know where I’m at
And you know where I’m at, you can catch me in that big boy whip
Forty bag plus and I remember things and shit
As a kid I used to dream about the life that I live
Now if I put my foot down I go missing this quick
2 a.m. I’m still active, this is that big whip, windows all black shit
This is that grown up but I still slap shit
Madness, cooling with a bad bitch
My brother have been on there, they ain’t not end up be neuter man
I been moving grinds, getting rich while they’re snoozing guns
I’m still cruising around the ends on a late night
Or you can find me studio getting paid nice
My line’s off line, can’t, busy my brother
Don’t get pissed in that big, the one I stick then you stutter
I whip my bad one, I ain’t hitting with rubber
You can relate, you can relate, so if you get it say nada, uh
This is that late night shit (late night shit)
2 a.m. driving round in big boy whip (big boy whip)
So brother don’t be phoning me back (don't)
But if it ain’t the studio you know where I’m at (you already know)
This is that late night shit (late night shit)
2 a.m. driving round in big boy whip (big boy whip)
So brother don’t be phoning me back (don't)
But if it ain’t the studio you know where I’m at
This is that late night late night
2 a.m. driving round in big boy whip (big boy whip)
So brother don’t be phoning me back (don't)
But if it ain’t the studio you know where I’m at
This is that late night late night
2 a.m. driving round in big boy whip (big boy whip)
Don’t bother don’t be phoning me back (don't)
But if it ain’t the studio you know where I’m at