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Papa Wes - Late Night Lyrics



Papa Wes - Late Night Lyrics
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If you call me late at night, I'm on it
I'll be grinding through the night till the morning
I'll be hiding all this pain up in my brain, I'm going insane
We could walk the same path, but my nigga, we not the same
All my dawgs dropping whips we go to renting all these cars
All these diamonds on my wrist, I told my mama I'm a star
But I don't really feel like it
I told my dawg don't bite my hand, but he still biting
Different city, different bitches, I don't really like it
And I'm trying to find that one that's going to really like me
I'm talking really like me
And maybe that's you
I'm pulled up in a big body, I can take the coupe
You can tell me all your dreams, baby, I can make them true
Or you can tell me all your problems just so I can understand
And you knew me when was a broke and now a nigga getting bands
And I ran this money up just so I could spoil you
I don't like to politic, but I can show you how to step
And I gotta be a man, I got some hair up on my chest
If you call me late at night, I'm on it
I be grinding through the night till the morning
If you call me late at night, I'm on it
I be grinding through the night till the morning
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If you call me late at night, I'm on it
I'll be grinding through the night till the morning
I'll be hiding all this pain up in my brain, I'm going insane
We could walk the same path, but my nigga, we not the same
All my dawgs dropping whips we go to renting all these cars
All these diamonds on my wrist, I told my mama I'm a star
But I don't really feel like it
I told my dawg don't bite my hand, but he still biting
Different city, different bitches, I don't really like it
And I'm trying to find that one that's going to really like me
I'm talking really like me
And maybe that's you
I'm pulled up in a big body, I can take the coupe
You can tell me all your dreams, baby, I can make them true
Or you can tell me all your problems just so I can understand
And you knew me when was a broke and now a nigga getting bands
And I ran this money up just so I could spoil you
I don't like to politic, but I can show you how to step
And I gotta be a man, I got some hair up on my chest
If you call me late at night, I'm on it
I be grinding through the night till the morning
If you call me late at night, I'm on it
I be grinding through the night till the morning
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Writer: Wesley Jacques
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Performed By: Papa Wes
Language: English
Length: 1:53
Written by: Wesley Jacques
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