Sun goes down on a silky day
And quarter moon walkin´ through the Milky Way
It´s you and me baby
We could think of somethin´ to do, ´cause
It´s the right time of the night
The stars are winkin´ above
And it´s the right time of the night
For makin´ love
No use talkin´ when the shadows fall
Nightbird´s callin´ and he says it all
And it´s me and you baby
We could think of somethin´ to do
(Somethin´ to do)
Hey, ´cause
I got you and you got me
Honey, that´s the way our momma
Always said it should be
You´ll be sweet, I´ll be kind
We´ll be bad, if you don´t mind
Yes...
Yes, it´s the right time of the night
The stars are winkin´ above
And it´s the right time of the night
Oh baby, let´s make love
Yes, it´s the right time of the night
Baby, let´s make love
(The stars are winkin´ above)
Baby, let´s make love
(It´s the right time of the night)
Baby, let´s make lovefeaturing Buckshot and Kasino
We don't fuck wit no devils
Word up
Word up yo
Muthafuckers gettin' hurt up yo
Straight murder yo
Bushot da beady eyed MC
In da back of me is the black ruby
Listen to dis
Don't get caught up in da mist nigga
Watch this nigga
[Buckshot]
What da fuck yall niggas tryna say to me
Step this way, B
And get smacked blaintly
Lately
Mad niggas hate
But I don't give a fuck
Tatoos on my stomach
Plus on my nuts
You get two in ya gut
Straight through da backbone
Sen ya back home
While you be in da crack home
Wit da fake gat phone
Lookin' you all alone
Let me give you a tip
Keep a firm grip
On da heat
You on't want white sheets
Decorating da streets
Shit ain't sweet
Muthafucker suppose to eat
So pass da plate
Cause I'm gonna dump some food on yall niggas
At a fast rate
Fuck tryna wait
I heard them all talk da talk
But they never walk da walk
Niggas hesitate now
Yall niggas said I don't speak loud
But how
Buckshot voice move da crowd
Split you like a white owl
Plow right through yall
In a day
Niggas don't know what to say
I'm a pay lil' niggas
So they throw it my way
But by the end of the day
Bitches buy weight
Only give those hoes boosted clothes
Fuck pretty bitches
I learned not to love those
Buckshot da beady eyed
I ain't aposed
Nigga what
My jewels got yall niggas froze
Chorus
Throw it up
Nigga throw it up
Buck da beady eyed
Put two in ya gut
Nigga throw it up
Representing B-C-C
Da beady eyed MC
Nigga what
What, what, what, what
K-A-S
What, what, what
I-N-O
What, what, what
K-A-S
[Kasino]
You can't knock my hustle
We can ball
If it's contact sport
I touch yall
Think small when the contracts bought
I crush yall