Lyrics:
night in America
It's the last hot night the last hot night in the world
It's the last hot night the last hot night in America
And I'm looking for you
Let's go
I'm painting, I'm painting again
I'm painting, I'm painting again
I'm cleaning, I'm cleaning again
I'm cleaning, I'm cleaning my brain
Hold your flix, I'm not for the photo op's
It's Black, code name Yaphet Kotto ock
My twist like a ratchet in an auto shop
Since granddaddy old
stash for protection
Family is raged the world is acting crazed
I never thought I'd make it it was hectic when I scrambled
On point like a knife I'm
And my life needs no witness
And my burden is my own
My burden is my own
I’m in, I’m out, and I’m gone
You gotta answer to somebody
You gotta
like a saxophone
That's on errrythang, I'm talkin' errrythang
Told my jeweler I got 50 for my pinky ring
Straight cash, hoppin' that Spyder thang
(Still getting it)
Yeah, I'm here and still getting it
More food more love, still getting it
Beggar time, rap at night
Best, still getting it,
my pride, and learn to forgive
When I'm looking for love I pretend
It's you
A love that never ends
I pretend it's you
That I'm in love with
If we
Ooo la la
You gave me some of that thing
Ooo la la
I fell in love with that thing
Ooo la la
Can't get enough of that thing
Ooo la la
I'm
What can I say
Oh what can I do
When I'm crazy, so crazy for you
And I try not to show it
And I can't control it
I'm still madly crazy for you
See
ain't with us, chuck a duce up, and let us do us
Break a promise but not my group up
Veterans is dying and used up
Let's see if they can hang, I'm already
(Still getting it)
Yeah, I'm here and still getting it
More food more love, still getting it
Beggar time, rap at night
Best, still getting it,
On returning, I can't believe this world is still turning,
The pressure's on,
Because the pleasure hasn't gone
And I'm,
Not sorry for,
For
bitch I got Folgers
I'm the realest nigga out, remember I told ya
Yes I'm Derby city raised, but I'm not local
Now they actin' like they kin, I do not
what to do, oh, yeah
Baby I don't play no games when I'm in it
I go deep, so deep, girl, I'm swimming
He don't love you like I do, he don't keep it
to keep my head about it
I'm thankful for the friends around me
I'm thankful for You yea yea yea
I'm thankful for You
I've been on this road
But you come
Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Doug E Fresh and I'm with my girl Jill Scott
And we about to take it from the bottom to the top, aight?
Sing
Yo, I'm bout to hit you with this ya'meen
On top of the ya'meen, with a lil' bit of ya'meen mixed in
Ya'meen? Yeah... yeah... yo
How should I
jewels don't trip
Been around the world twice jet, lear, boat, whip
Oh shit, I'm hella rowdy and I'm nothin' nice
Money ain't shit but a number name ya
certificate, might as well sign it
The ending, I'm the reaper, why you hiding
I'm violent I strike with the force of a bomb
And right when you least expect it
and Western and your MasterCard, Puzzling Evidence
Got what you wanted, lost what you had, Puzzling Evidence
I'm seeing
Puzzling Evidence
Puzzling Evidence
(feat. Akon)
[jail bars slam shut]
[Akon] Konvict
[Fabolous]
We never change over here
Street Fame, Konvict
[Chorus 1: Akon]
If I'm your
Please leave all overcoats, canes and top hats with the doorman
From that moment, you'll be out of place and underdressed
I'm wrecking this evening
and now you say I'm breakin' your heart
Well, well, well
This is a love, you're just addicted to what's addictive
I made a big mistake and now you say I'm
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