Hot Rod Midnight Music
Baby girl you don't wanna wait
I can see the look on yo face
I don't know the last time I ate
So tonight I'm a scrape yo plate
You can stay the night at my place
Take it slow it ain't no race
If that's ya man that keep callin'
Tell that nigga you need some space
Tonight
Oh yea girl you know we the shit
We can take it back to the old days and have a slumber party at my crib
Steal the keys and take the rental
Fake ID let's get a bottle
2 AM knock on my window
We won't get caught girl no problem
Yeeaa
Is that a new dress wait that's my sweater
Yeah we both know right from wrong
But bein' wrong feel so much better
Uh
Feels like the more that we know the more we don't know enough
It's so fun bein' young baby so f..ck growin' up
Yeah tell ya friends that it ain't none of they bidness
And the one that's spreadin' rumors gon get slapped god is my witnesss
They jus mad cause all they credit cards is maxed out
And They just mad cause they niggas don't blow they backs out
Yeeaa
And I'm a blow ya back out tonight
Hahaa, yeah...
