Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stz'll Got It, artist - Lil' 1/2 Dead.
Date of issue: 31.12.1993
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Stz'll Got It |
I still got the late night hype, I still got the late night hype |
I still got the late night hype |
Well if it’s on like this then it’s on like that |
Me and my nigga Chill kickin' funky raps, huh |
We got something that’s tight |
(what we gonne do right here is go back) |
To what? |
the late night hype |
So get around and lend an ear |
And roll up a fat joint and crack a cold beer |
I’m on my way to Compton, ain’t no stoppin' |
Me and my nigga Chill going straight ho'-hoppin' |
We got us some figment and hit her to the telly |
The hooker that I had had some hear on her belly |
I took of her clothes and her pussy wasn’t smelly |
So I banked them walls all around the fucking telly |
I hit it from the side, I hit it from the back |
And all I could here was the hitboy smack |
And my nigga named Chill screamin' the pussy’s tight |
Me and my nigga creepin' on that late night hype |
Yeah nigga |
I still got the late night hype |
I got a 40 but the cap’s too tight |
I still got the late night hype |
I got a drink to get my head so right |
I still got the late night hype |
Motherfuckers, uhh, do what you like |
Yeah, my nigga Half said it just don’t stop (stop) |
Packin' big brogues hanging at the spot (spot) |
Slanging lil' rocks till 10 o’clock hit |
One of the homies put a lil' something on the lick |
Look, oh shit, what the fuck, god damn |
Let me use a nigga phone and call that nigga (ooh damn) |
Caught up my luck, here he come swervin' |
9 deep dippin' in the all blue Suburban |
Me and Half Dead jumped in a lux |
Caravan, to kidnap this black man |
No pain, but the shit ain’t funny |
Nigga ain’t thinking about shit but money |
So pass me the bud and a motherfucking light |
A twist up the eastside, westside, late night hype |
I still got the late night hype |
Smoking weed in |
I still got the late night hype |
Smoking weed and my sex is tight |
Oh lord have mercy, I might nogg that indo again |
Hennesey or the juice and gin |
Making money’s not a job, it’s adventure |
See a big booty, I’ma pinch her |
Mack with the bonk for your trunk |
Bitch I got a dump for your romp |
I make that booty go «bum-bump» |
I’m with it |
Big balling with my niggas Chill and Half |
Making with the late night staff |
Because abra cadabra, hoes wanna grab the |
Dick like a microphone, daddy’s home |
Is it a misses, what is it a |
I got ya name in my wishlist |
Is a thong up-raiser |
Talking like the prayer |
Trick like a clamb |
And the style is rap |
And I’m fucking cause the feeling is right |
Westside’s in the house for the late night hype |
I still got the late night hype |
I need a big booty bitch tonight |
I still got the late night hype |
Gin and juice rest the party tonight |
And it goes |
I still got the late night hype |