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[Verse 1] I got it gridlocked, 2 Pac 3 shots, Let it sink in Hot ride outside Four door, chauffeur driven Here I've got more to lose than you Uuh uuh Three o'clock in the morning Y'all be on that other shit, but I ain't on it Tryina give me your advice, but I don't want it I've got things to do Phone ring, I call em later Just dissed this nigga for my vibrator Hope you ain't in trouble Cause I can't save you No, no no no no oh
[Hook ] So, put it on my nightstand, baby Can you keep it right there baby? Got it on my nightstand, baby Excuse me, These won't just save me Baby, please excuse my behavior But can I get back the fucks that I gave you? Tryna mellow out, I need to blaze up Can't wait to get my back to my nightstand
[Verse 2] Right here, on my left Out and rollin' I guess I have to please myself Hey yeah yeah Tell me why I can't feel it no more? Most of y'all niggas can't afford sleeping in my bed Oh, ooh That new rrari, Bugatti you rapping about, boo Its levels you're lying ain't none of it true Just being honest I promise that jewelry that you gave me I never even wear it and I like Drake better than you All my boss bitches know
[Hook] So, put it on my nightstand, baby Can you keep it right there baby? Got it on my nightstand, baby Excuse me, These potions won't just save me Baby, please excuse my behavior But can I get back the fucks that I gave you?
[Verse 1] I got it gridlocked, 2Pac 3 shots, let it sink in Hot ride outside Four door, chauffeur driven, yeah I've got more to lose than you Ooh, ooh Three o'clock in the morning Y'all be on that other shit, but I ain't on it Tryna give me your advice, but I don't want it I've got things to do Phone ring, I call 'em later Just dissed this nigga for my vibrator Hope you ain't in trouble Cause I can't save you No, no no no no oh
[Hook] So, put it on my nightstand, baby Can you keep it right there baby? Got it on my nightstand, baby Pills and these potions gon' save me Baby, please excuse my behavior But can I get back the fucks that I gave you? Tryna mellow out, I need to blaze up Can't wait to get my back to my nightstand
[Verse 2] Got a nigga right here on my left I done rode him to death Guess I gotta please myself Hey-yeah, yeah Tell me why I can't feel it no more? Most of y'all niggas can't afford sleeping in my bed Oh, ooh That new 'Rari, Bugatti you rapping 'bout, boo Boy, it's levels, you lyin' Ain't none of it true Just being honest, I promise the jewelry that you gave me I never even wear it and I like Drake better than you All my boss bitches know
[Hook x2] So, put it on my nightstand, baby Can you keep it right there baby? Got it on my nightstand, baby Pills and these potions gon' save me Baby, please excuse my behavior But can I get back the fucks that I gave you? Tryna LOL out, I need to blaze up Can't wait to get my back to my nightstand
[Verse 3] (Hold up!) Uh! Wish these niggas knew me better Tryna tell me who I had in my bed Poppin' Percocets by the two You ain't talking money, keep it movin' Every time I come around Here's a, here's another lie on the cover Are they friends? Or just fuckin'? You know something gonna come from it These petty bitches lyin', they don't know bout me You can be a player 'bout it And tell me to my face, what you say about me? Can't spend another day on it Save it for The Shade Room Oh ooh oh Put it on my nightstand, baby Oh ooh uuh uuh Put it on my nightstand Put it on my nightstand, baby Put it on my nightstand Put it on my nightstand, baby
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