Текст песни
Young Gotti. Young Gotti. Night out, yeah, we on the road. Fuck the popo, yeah, we on the go. Fast cars on the road, not moving slow. Kele gbe obe, we carry go. Night out, yeah, we on the road. Fuck the popo, yeah, we on the go. Fast cars on the road, not moving slow. Kele gbe obe, we carry go. Omo de to ba mo owó we, don don Ma ba gba jeun. Iwọ to pa lori o Ni business pelu baba tun gerun. Life is too fast, that's why I'm on my Rock coda. Cloud nine, slow-mo got me tripping so Far. Fake niggas in my DMs, shey you want Collect? If you dey owe me money, I swear Me I no fit forget. 'Cause the way e connect, omo e too correct. Only money na the food wey I fit digest. Mo ni ko kala, mo ni ko kala, bi Obatalala. I no dey see anybody, I swear I'm on my Ray-Ban, yeah. Ray-Ban on sight, you can call me Abacha. As long as you man owe me, I swear To God I gotcha. Many situations you gotta overcome. As a winner, try that stand tall. Stand tall, yeah, omo no fall. The race no about the best, but the strong. Only God me I lean on for more grace To pull up. Night out, yeah, we on the Road. Fuck the popo, yeah, we on the go. Fast cars on the road, not moving slow. Kele gbe obe, we carry go. Every time mo ma trap aye pelu loud ninu Aye. Ask Amaya, Killers, DNA, gaṣa ti jayé. For don pay mo head, AIDS, mo ṣa ma Gb'ọmọ lọlé. Hustle, hustle, ibẹ̀ lọlé ti owó rálé. Get paid, get paid in buck or BTC. Ko ṣa ti to lati rálé. Owó, owó. So many things in my head, I fit want reason with dangote. Maybe I fit get two trailer for relay or Costain. Ai mọye pain ti mo ti sustain. On God, on my dream, Bentley ninu UK. Gbo'mọ to wa okay. Last last everybody go gain, okay. Young Night out, yeah, we on the road. Fuck the popo, yeah, we on the go. Fast cars on the road, not moving slow. Kele gbe obe, we carry go. Night out, yeah, we on the road. Fuck the popo, yeah, we on the go. Fast cars on the road, not moving slow. Kele gbe obe, we carry go. Young Night out, yeah, we on the road. Fuck the popo, yeah, we on the go. Fast cars on the road, not moving slow. Kele gbe obe, we carry go. Night out, yeah, we on the road. Fuck the popo, yeah, we on the go. Fast cars on the road, not moving slow. Kele gbe obe, we carry go.
Andre Trap, Brooks — Nights Out
«Nights Out» — Andre Trap, Brooks. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:26.
