Lyrics:
some records on while I pour)
The neighbors might think
(Baby, it's bad out there)
Say, what's in this drink?
(No cabs to be had out there)
I wish
My only lover was the red, red wine
I was just about to call a cab to take me home
Standing right there, talking on the phone about
[Chorus: x2]
into a cab, take me anywhere
I'm in if you're down to get down tonight
'Cause it's always a good time
Good morning and good night
I wake up
the road signs
The maps, they are of no use
I'm blind
Your cab speeds away in the rain
But there's a guest that'll soon be showing up again
I
to the crib
Thinkin' they shit and they couldn't get cab money from me
Some bad chicks didn't get pass the bridge
I went to One Trump Plaza on their asses'
Then they bagged him in the cab and brought him back to the spot
Found six p's of piffy a little under fifty
That little bit of bread make
imagination, I could see her suckin' my dick
We played the phone game, a week later shit changed fast
Had her comin' over in a cab to give me some ass
then sing along
Its time to take, my drunk ass home
Oh somebody call me a cab, please
foot out the door, where are my keys?
'Cause I gotta leave yeah
In the back of the cab
I tip the driver 'head of time, get me there fast
I got your
had to call the cab
You don't understand it's altitude I'm balling at
I'm at the game on the wood where the owner at
Soldiers from 'bout the same
and every hood I call that certified
Chevy with the Audi frame we call that 7-5
Sipping on a call a cab but I came in a rover
Thumb action on the brick we
pour
(The neighbors might think) Baby it's bad out there
(Say what's in this drink) No cabs to be had out there
(I wish I knew how) Your eyes are like
on a minute before we go much further
Give me a dime so I can phone my mother
They catch a cab to his high rise apartment
At last he can tell her exactly what
you when you told your girl "ooh he can get it" admit it,
You did it let's hop a cab and split it
I'm kiddin' we both going to where you livin'
Ha,
on while I pour
The neighbors might think
But baby, it's cold out there
Say, hey, what's in that drink
No cabs to be had out there
I wish I knew how
so he could
Install satellite
Rascal Flattin'all night
King cab, bass tubes
Stop light, boom-boom
Five days, all week
Two jobs so he can
gonna do my best to dance with every girl in this bar
Before they shut it down
Then I'll pay my tab, climb in a cab
Hit another spot downtown
It's
gotta be free like furlough
Fuck hoes, nigga I don't care if the world know
Hardcore, move with or without Clan
Diss me in the cab and they murked your
records on while I pour
The neighbors might think
But baby, it's bad out there
Say, what's in this drink?
No cabs to be had out there
I wish I knew
could
Install satellite
Rascal Flattin'all night
King cab, bass tubes
Stop light, boom-boom
Five days, all week
Two jobs so he can
Bob that head
Every
Cause you know I'll only kick you out the door
Yea I'll pay your cab fare home
You can even use my best colonge
Just don't be here in the morning when
locals and New Yorkers
And the Brazilian Navy
By mini-moke and scooters
In cabs and stolen cars
Came the creatures of the evening
From St. Martin
That's when I hit the window, indo' coming out the back room
Boom, Pretty and his man, Black Caesar
Damn, they saw me and they bustin' at me
Cab just
the block on smash
And everybody and their momma want to stop my cash
Everybody want drama with the top of the brass
'Til I come through hop out the cab
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