Let It Be The Night

Stevie J
 Young money cash money
 Fast life, one night
 We did it all in one night
 Same night, it's one night
 We moved it all in one night
 The same night, over night
 Took a flight, did it all in one night
 Fuck a nigga bitch, all in one night
 Took another trip, all in one night
 Split a nigga's shit, all in one night
 Overnight, ship the same night
 Pay the price, the same night
 Hit him up, leave it since sunny bright
 He rolled the dice, so he paid the price
 I'm still the nigga off of chop a two
 I'm still funky like hustle new
 Just don't let 'em take the call from Cuba
 You saw me on the news but you know what I do
 I was down, and nigga I don't fuck around
 Cuz I'm pound for pound and I'm blow for blow
 Got another year for '98, '99
 Been gone since '04, got out on parole
 Shit, rappin' this man and nigga I don't just kid, nigga got my spot
 Still hard like a locked up cock
 Simple but the same with a locked up pac
 Come and behold, they open the gates so
 Brace yourself big, about to shake up the block
 Can't just lock up the prince of the south
 Came the time right you didn't fuck with me
 Put your mold on, slot 'em, cold 'em, hold 'em
 My shoulder gets cold in blood
 I brought the motherfucker like it's ape charge
 I'm high enough to slide between the water
 I'd give it to you but nah they don't get it
 I'm shovelin' the gloves but hands don't fit it
 Take up a video and later get to know 'em
 Get the motherfucker for preaching to Levy
 I taught that detainer. Artist, painter
 Sweep that finger, bang 'er
 Cuz your motherfuckin' head I'mma blow off
 And your body hit the floor and the carpet stained
 Have the nigger that you won a star should you go to war
 But you're more than a gruesome painter
 When it come to rappin' get some lollics and then put 'em all together and use 'em
 Aha, I'm a fool with a tool, I'mma beast in the street
 Put the fucker on the door but the law got feelin' to the riddle lemme kill 'em to the beat
 Fuckin' records, I'mma stab 'em with them repper
 Get the phone with the chrome and I'm lone with the bone
 God dammit, I grudge when I bust 'em
 Three hoes with some dudes, they're alone in the room
 Better off gettin' hit by a chain, ran over by a truck or fall of a house
 Dare to fuck with me then my work, choke me on yourself 'til you pass out
 And the fuck I don't get no shits, and you son of a bitch, you'd better watch your step
 Hey, but the microphone's stickin' out your ass and the goddamn Corvette 'round your neck
 Bitch!
 Stevie J
 It is what it is, motherfucker what it is
 We so YMCMB and the B stand for biz
 Stand for bang, stand for Benzes
 Stand for Bentleys, stand for Bugattis
 Stand for bank, Rose bottles, beach life
 Beat them hands with it, be like
 Stunner, why they got me started? I was just chillin' (word)
 Now I gotta kill 'em, bullets the size of chitlins
 I got that old rapper clapper feel like I be in heaven
 I send his ass to hell to dance to the devil's rhythm
 Never dropped a album but I got a pocket full of cash
 So dear rappers, fuck you and your swag
 I just came back from France, did 2 shows
 Now the big face Rollies, I got 2 of those
 Awards on my wall for my pen, I got a few of those
 Some made niggas who paid, I got a crew of those
 I used to dream about pornstars, now I'm screwin' those
 This YMC in business, fuck you think I do, what's up?
 (Hold up)
 Talkin' about, live for it
 Her head good, can't imagine what she did for
 Let's fuck tonight, baby bay
 Yea tonight, cuz tomorrow is a workin' day
 Get it early baby cuz I'm blowin' up
 Maybe some time in the future I see just how you holdin' up
 Tell you nigga, you choose it now
 Say you're shiftin' gears, cruise it now
 Let me tell you something
 I make beats, I lay tracks, I write hooks, I love God, I fuck bitches. Fact
 Don't take long, I'm all night
 I'll pick you up, you ball right
 My applause is that I'm all in but I'm thinkin' 'bout gettin' back
 Get it all, man get it all
 Never let that cup spill
 I'm fresher than a motherfuckin' shaker
 Okay, our night is young and we on
 Feel good and you hurt nigga
 Cash money and young money
 I'm 'bout that, see the shirt nigga
 The shirt nigga
 Young money, cash money that's right
 We on top and we never gonna stop
 Wussup
 Number one crew (YM)
 Getting' rich (CMB)
 Stunner
 Salute
 Believe that
 Stevie J
 That's right