All Night

Turn it up

(Hot, hot, hot) Flipmode

(Hot, hot, hot) Busta Rhymes

(Hot, hot, hot) Another banger, niggas

(Hot, hot, hot) Another banger, niggas

(Hot, hot, hot) Another banger, niggas

(Hot, hot, hot) Another banger, niggas, come on!

(All night) Yeah, to my East niggas

West Coast and Dirty South, we make ya (Wave your hands up high)

Yeah, light Ls and drink some liquor, and make ya wild out!

(All night) Come on, to my niggas and my bitches get money

If you runnin' with me (Wave your hands up high)

Ayo, I can't see y'all, you know we hang out in the streets, y'all

(All night)

Yes, yes, y'all, huh, I be the God up in the flesh, y'all

Bless y'all, with nothin' but the best, y'all

Finesse shit and leave the spot up in a mess, y'all

Bitches, you know the street shit caress y'all

Sex y'all, I put a bounce up in your breasts, y'all

Yes y'all, you 'bout to taste the success, y'all

And quiz niggas like a fuckin' drug test, y'all

And check y'all, I let the livest niggas slide in

I keep the burner, what, you think I'm turnin' mines in?

Fuck, now all my live motherfuckers, bogart

I bring you straight to the front and let

Me give y'all niggas just what you want

More fire for ya fresh off the press, shit blazin' to death

Bitches lust, talkin' under they breath

Hope you niggas know to put on your vest or get a hole in your chest

Who in this motherfucker? Take you a guess

(All night) Yeah, uh, to my East niggas

West Coast and Dirty South, we make ya (Wave your hands up high)

Come on, light Ls and drink some liquor, we make ya wild out!

(All night) Yeah, to all my niggas and my bitches get money

If you runnin' with me (Wave your hands up high)

Ayo, I can't see y'all, you know we hang out in the streets, y'all

(All night)

Yeah (Yeah), all my niggas (Yeah, yeah)

All my bitches (Yeah, yeah), all my thugs (Yeah, yeah)

All my soldiers (Yeah, yeah), all my honeys (Yeah, yeah)

All my players (Yeah, yeah), all my

Live niggas (Yeah, yeah), come on!

The grand finale, y'all

Put it down and always reppin' for my family, y'all

What? Let's form a nationwide rally, y'all

Of gutter niggas that'll piss up in a alley, y'all

Fuck it, now I know you know my rep, nigga

And how it's hard to figure out my next step, nigga

So step, nigga!

Nigga, sit your ass down, the way I mash down

Will only leave a legacy for me to pass down

Don't speak unless you spoken to, get broken too

Flipmode, we be the chosen few (Yeah, nigga!)

And trap y'all, I know some niggas that'll clap y'all

And strap y'all up to a post and backslap y'all

Put y'all in a mailbox and leave open the flap, y'all

That's the haps, make niggas take forever naps, y'all

Strap y'all all up inside of your seat belts

The beat is felt like a fire, watch the heat melt

You pack another, stack cheddar, nigga, now or never

You better? Whatever, nigga, feel this hot Beretta

'Cause when we come, you know we hit you with that shit for the head

With nuff shit just like the locks in a dread

Me and my niggas, we be breakin'

This bread, all the blood that we bled

See, we was broke, but now we flossin' instead

Shit I drop'll never leave you misled, might leave you tired in bed

Shit ain't over 'til a body is dead

(All night) Yeah, uh, to my East niggas

West Coast and Dirty South, we make ya (Wave your hands up high)

Come on, light Ls and drink some liquor, we make ya wild out!

(All night) Yeah, uh, to my niggas and my bitches get money

If you runnin' with me (Wave your hands up high)

Ayo, I can't see y'all, you know we hang out in the streets, y'all

(All night) Yeah, uh, to my East niggas

West Coast and Dirty South, we make ya (Wave your hands up high)

Come on, light Ls and drink yo' liquor, we make ya wild out!

(All night) Yeah, to all my niggas and my bitches get money

If you runnin' with me (Wave your hands up high)

Ayo, I can't see y'all, you know we hang out in the streets, y'all

(All night)

Yeah, all my live bitches

Let me see you just wave your hands up high

And all my niggas runnin' around gettin' pussy

All night