Three 6 Mafia - Late Night Tip Lyrics
[lord infamous]Let me just take you somewhere secretGonna cut all of the lights down dimForget all about your boy we gonna just flow itWhat we felt lets share a few private thoughtsIm not just, out for your sexLet me simplify the things in life that you find complexForget what, you heard bout me cuz youre a scarecrow groupieBut theres no pressure on you cuz you knowWhat you must do check this outLets have a drink and I give you time to thinkLet me puff this buddah blunt and cut on this porno buffGirl come lounge here by my side, tonight your, my devils brideAnd theres a freak deep inside have no shame, no need to hideWhy do you keep on blushin? get it onLike a slut she, she must be,Kind of tipsy on this crystal like a gypsyNow I got her on all foursBout to break down the headboard crash this broadAll through the wall now she howling like a dog, sweat pouredWe hit the floor it dont quit, another one rippedIts just another victim of lord infamous late night tip(chorus)Im not the type that get involved in long relationshipsTakin trips, and buyin gifts, Im sorry Im not on that tipIf you want romance you should just stick who you are really withIf you in that mood you can hit me on that late night tip (2x)[dj paul]I done seen some funny shit since I got in this gameThey wants my crib they wants kids since I done got my fameI never recall you askin your last boyfriend for nathinBut now the big bourban on gold got you aggravated[gangsta boo] I need a coach bag[dj paul] I cant be even doin it[gangsta boo] I need my hair done[dj paul]Me too I aint got nothin to do with itI been through with it, you and it since the first time you askedAnd might I add, players like me cant be savin your ass[gangsta boo]I aint with that nonsense, or that lovey-dovey messFeelin kind of whorish I call and all I want is sexSlip on victorias secret, hit the liquor store before it closeCall chris so I can get something white to go up in my noseNow Im feelin fine, nothin but sex is on my mindIf you cannot please me boy, then please dont waste all of my timeGot you caught up in the mistMystic girl from triple sixLate night tip is all we have, its time for trick that sick(chorus 2x)[juicy j]I cant understand why these slobs be trippinCant stand the heat, get out of the kitchenBallin in my lex dropped low to the groundJust a young playa tryin to put my bid inFreaks want a trick that be constantly payinNot a ghetto thug that be constantly layinRaymo inn on a summer motel,Oh well thats what the juice might stay inGotta have a lady that wanna do what I doLike skippin work or love cuttin high schoolSummon all the players in the three 6 mafiaCamcorder on skinny dippin in the swimmin poolNever try to argue, bother you, or fightKill a pack a jimmy hats strapped on real tightSippin alize all tall, and a bud lightJust for you freaks on the moonlight late night[koopsta knicca]Tell me three 6 who be bumpin that musicHypnotizin koop I tell you who Im bout to lose itCould it be that late night, groove type, just inside the bodyAlways kinda lonely someone want me hold me, I sayCome here, come here, come here the koopsta cryin tearsI cant think positive when no one cares of how I feelRealize my mind, sometimes that I even try to findI cannot lie though I can ride high late night(chorus until song ends)
