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Schoolboy Q - Hell Of A Night

Hell Of A Night
Schoolboy Q
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[Chorus:]
Get up out your seat, you can have my drink, let me see you dance,
Get up off your feet, you can be my freak, let me see you jam.
When the sun falls, then the moon lights, might be a hell of a night.
Go, go, go, go!

[Verse 1:]
Shit's real, and I just begun, so many ladies wanna share my tongue,
Uh, man this life of mine, we in the lead, we ain't pressed for time,
So the bottle gon' pop, then my record gon' spin,
Then them hoes gon' jock, ain't no tellin' how my night might end.
Night life in the bright lights, swaggin' hard in my Concords,
You at the bottom, we the Top Dawgs, we get high as them elevators,
Take a sip with me, now move your hips with me, now make it dip for me,
Now will you ride for me? Will you die for me?
Will you jump off a cliff and hit the sky with me?
Uh, ménage à trois, four titties, no bras and no flaws,
You, me, and her ball with no drawers.
Get high with a God, I am no star,
Feelin' good, all this money on my bank card,
Ten grand in my pocket, nigga, all ours,
Porsche Panamera, uh, yeah, four doors,
Pedal to the floor, ain't that what it's made for?

[Bridge:]
I ain't mindin' if the world stops,
Said, I ain't mindin' if the world stops, we been livin' up in hell's shop,
We been livin' up in Hell's shop.
So I'ma live it to the top notch, so I'ma take it to the top notch.
I ain't runnin' if the world stops,
Said, I ain't mindin' if the world stops, we been livin' up in hell's shop,
We been livin' up in hell's shop.
So I'ma live it to the top notch, fuck with me.

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Uh, got the whole world tryna figure out Q,
You can never find a nigga do what I do,
TDE, I'm the nigga from the crew,
Hit it one time, now she wantin' round two,
Ghetto chick, but I love them bamboos,
No lean, but I chopped and screwed.
She want a groovy type, bucket hat dude,
Champagne pop, I'm about that life,
Molly gon' pop, I'm about that life,
Backwood toke, I'm about that life,
Livin' good, might not remember this night.
World might end, so I'm livin' my life,
Fuck hangin' out, I ain't tryna fly kites.
Tryna go to Paris? Nigga, hit me on the Skype.
Tryna do a show? Nigga, twenty for the hype.
Uh, don't touch me, bitch, I'm famous, tryna party and bang my fingers,
Livin' large, I'm an entertainer, so cold but I come with flamers.
First sex, she up in my closet, whips drawers while I top deposits,
Girl, let me see you stop and pause it, fuck around, might pay your mortgage.

[Bridge]

[Chorus]

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