Letra Up Late - Siete7x
Woah, woah, oh, oh, oh, woah
Uh (Siete)
Woah, woah, AD, what up?
Up late night, tryna touch a mill' (Yeah)
I can't starve for no nigga, I'm in a different field (I'm in a different field)
And I ain't worried 'bout no bitches, tell this bitch to chill (Woah, woah)
And I'm a street nigga just tryna make a legit M, uh (M, oh)
Don't tell me what you need, I ain't tryna intervene
Actin' like you figure me out, tryna get you out your jeans (Woah)
Lil' bitch, I'm 'bout to back and that's the only fuckin' thing (Yeah, woah, woah)
Too much money in this pocket, it can't fold, just increase
I know how you feel when you get up off these bills (Yeah, yeah)
You can add a lil' friend, we can make this shit for real (Woah, woah)
Takin' shot after shot, I won't drink, but I will (Woah, yeah)
Let me hit you from the back and you gon' ride and steer the wheel (Yeah)
Can't fuck with messy bitches, we gon' talk about the thrill (Swear)
Bitch, I'm on a different wave like the boat got some wheels (Boat got some wheels)
Just to fuck with me, I don't want no pussy with a smell (No, no)
And I love it when you wear them gray tights and ponytails (Swear)
This street is what I love, but can you show me what it is? (Show me)
But can you show me what it is? (Yeah), I, but can you show me what it is?
Lovin' the streets, bitch, can you show me what it is? Yeah
Look, no more group threes, let me upgrade your leg room
Something like silk, it's a meeting in my bedroom
Bobbin' off the mushy, maybe gummy, that's that restroom
Private sex party, girl, you starrin' in that red room
We don't do dilemmas, how you singin' like you Kelly? (How?)
Drop that dick off, let me put it in your belly (Mm)
Singing Taffer Campbell, girl, I'm ready (Ready)
Used to be that Marriott nigga, only W. Shottelli
Would you fuck with a nigga if l wasn't famous? (Would you?)
Lot of ones in the past, all them hoes nameless (Yeah)
Overseas, showtime, girl, we watchin' Shameless (Yeah)
Quick trip to the Caymans, it's only payment (Pay)
Meaning what I say (Say)
No need for occasion, we can do this every day (Yeah)
What's up? This is how we do it in L.A. (Uh, uh)
On my mind till, baby, we can play, what you say? (Yeah, yeah)
Up late night, tryna touch a mill'
I can't starve for no nigga, I'm in a different field
And I ain't worried 'bout no bitches, tell this bitch to chill
And I'm a street nigga just tryna make a legit Ms, uh
Don't tell me what you need, I ain't tryna intervene
Actin' like you figure me out, tryna get you out your jeans
Lil' bitch, I'm 'bout to back and that's the only fuckin' thing
Too much money in this pocket, it can't fold, just increase
I know how you feel when you get up off these bills
You can add a lil' friend, we can make this shit for real
Takin' shot after shot, I won't drink, but I will
Let me hit you from the back and you gon' ride and steer the wheel
Uh (Siete)
Woah, woah, AD, what up?
Up late night, tryna touch a mill' (Yeah)
I can't starve for no nigga, I'm in a different field (I'm in a different field)
And I ain't worried 'bout no bitches, tell this bitch to chill (Woah, woah)
And I'm a street nigga just tryna make a legit M, uh (M, oh)
Don't tell me what you need, I ain't tryna intervene
Actin' like you figure me out, tryna get you out your jeans (Woah)
Lil' bitch, I'm 'bout to back and that's the only fuckin' thing (Yeah, woah, woah)
Too much money in this pocket, it can't fold, just increase
I know how you feel when you get up off these bills (Yeah, yeah)
You can add a lil' friend, we can make this shit for real (Woah, woah)
Takin' shot after shot, I won't drink, but I will (Woah, yeah)
Let me hit you from the back and you gon' ride and steer the wheel (Yeah)
Can't fuck with messy bitches, we gon' talk about the thrill (Swear)
Bitch, I'm on a different wave like the boat got some wheels (Boat got some wheels)
Just to fuck with me, I don't want no pussy with a smell (No, no)
And I love it when you wear them gray tights and ponytails (Swear)
This street is what I love, but can you show me what it is? (Show me)
But can you show me what it is? (Yeah), I, but can you show me what it is?
Lovin' the streets, bitch, can you show me what it is? Yeah
Look, no more group threes, let me upgrade your leg room
Something like silk, it's a meeting in my bedroom
Bobbin' off the mushy, maybe gummy, that's that restroom
Private sex party, girl, you starrin' in that red room
We don't do dilemmas, how you singin' like you Kelly? (How?)
Drop that dick off, let me put it in your belly (Mm)
Singing Taffer Campbell, girl, I'm ready (Ready)
Used to be that Marriott nigga, only W. Shottelli
Would you fuck with a nigga if l wasn't famous? (Would you?)
Lot of ones in the past, all them hoes nameless (Yeah)
Overseas, showtime, girl, we watchin' Shameless (Yeah)
Quick trip to the Caymans, it's only payment (Pay)
Meaning what I say (Say)
No need for occasion, we can do this every day (Yeah)
What's up? This is how we do it in L.A. (Uh, uh)
On my mind till, baby, we can play, what you say? (Yeah, yeah)
Up late night, tryna touch a mill'
I can't starve for no nigga, I'm in a different field
And I ain't worried 'bout no bitches, tell this bitch to chill
And I'm a street nigga just tryna make a legit Ms, uh
Don't tell me what you need, I ain't tryna intervene
Actin' like you figure me out, tryna get you out your jeans
Lil' bitch, I'm 'bout to back and that's the only fuckin' thing
Too much money in this pocket, it can't fold, just increase
I know how you feel when you get up off these bills
You can add a lil' friend, we can make this shit for real
Takin' shot after shot, I won't drink, but I will
Let me hit you from the back and you gon' ride and steer the wheel
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