Midnight Club (Explicit)

Both hands on the 12

I got both hands on your girl

But I do not kiss ‘n tell

I can tell that’s your world

So I move in stealth and camo

Now you see me now you what?

Midnight clubbin’ with the famo

Finding energy I can channel

I got enemies on the loose

Brederins on the juice

Sixty minutes till’ we kicking

Outside linking get the boot

Him and her could get it too

Don’t discriminate when I’m rude

But for now I got an hour

Feel the power in the room

Shave the baby make it smooth

Play the latest of my tunes

Feelin’ weirdo have no fear though

Yeah this place is made for you

Empty pockets on the door

Keep your *** and your guns

Leave your intentions on the floor

Go be free that’s what it’s for

There’s a white horse in the rear-view

And a dove in the glovebox

This life ain’t for you

Drop a white flag when I’m near you

And her morals when the lights down

His wife disloyal

There’s white bag on the inside

And it’s silk white milk white

***** that might spoil you

Dropping whites lies through the midnight

When it’s midnight push start

Kick start like a horse shoe

Midnight When?

Live life then

Going up to twelve

Push right past ten

Midnight when?

Live life then

Bredrin that’s your girl

Yeah right past ten

Top of the morning what’s your calling

What’s your number? Already called it

Already got that off your story

What’s your story?

I can’t tell if you’re just looking through me

Or looking for me looking decent

Or I’m just horny

Cos’ the first rule of fight club

Don’t talk about fight club

She said, what club?

I said nice one

But I’ve got stuff

You could try some if u want to

You don’t have to

If you jump now then I’ll catch you

If you drop two then I’ll match you like

Girl, comment tu t'appelle

I forgot your name still I promised you the world

(Shiny) pearls, promise to myself

I can’t play this game cos’ honestly

My health can’t take it any more

You get on this bus

Then I’m taking you on tour

Cor, who’s that at the door?

The Lion or the witch or the war

There’s a white horse in the rear-view

And a dove in the glovebox

This life ain’t for you

Drop a white flag when I’m near you

And her morals when the lights down

His wife disloyal

There’s a white bag in the inside

And it’s silk white milk white

***** that might spoil you

Dropping whites lies through the midnight

When it’s midnight push start

Kick start like a horse show

Midnight When?

Live life then

Going up to twelve

Push right past ten

Midnight when?

Live life then

Bredrin that’s your girl

Yeah right past ten