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All Night Video (MV)




Performed By: Suburbia
Length: 3:13
Written by: Michael Jones




Suburbia - All Night Lyrics
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(Hello?)
I just got an eighth and a pint
Still feeling like it's light
I could do this shit all night
She said she don't wanna fight
I just got an eighth and a pint
Still feeling like it's light
I could do this shit all night
She said she don't wanna fight
Yeah
Yeah
All night
(Ohh)
All night
(Ohh)
All night
(Ohh)
All Night
(Damn suburbia)
Yeah
I just got an eighth and a pint
Still feeling like it's light
I could do this shit all night
She said she don't wanna fight
I just got an eighth and a pint
Still feeling like it's light
I could do this shit all night
She said she don't wanna fight
(Alright)
Why these n****s always going left
Everything was going right
I was chilling in the clouds
Man my shit was out of sight
Now these n****s wanna beef
Man y'all really got me tight
Man y'all really got me tight
Man y'all really got me tight
(Damn suburbia)
Man y'all really got me tight
(Bring that shit back)
I just brought it back for the fiends
Then I gave y'all In my dreams
She don't do it for the team
She just do it for the lean
If it ain't about my green
I don't know a f*cking thing
N****s only thought I rap
Nah bitch I can sing
I just got a new ring
Bigger than the pinky ring
Oh, my
Oh, my
(Oh my lord)
Shit is deja Vu
Man I been here before
Beat the whole the game man I got the score
N****s acting mean
What I'm being nice for
Double homicide
With the suicide doors
This is my life
Tell me who decides yours
This is my life
Tell me who decides yours
I just got an eighth and a pint
Still feeling like it's light
I could do this shit all night
She said she don't wanna fight
I just got an eighth and a pint
Still feeling like it's light
I could do this shit all night
She said she don't wanna fight
(Alright)
First things first
Rest In Peace
Any n***a want beef
We can do it on your turf
We don't even need cleats
Had to feast on these beats
Just to see my n****s eat
They don't think I'm with shits
They gon turn me beasts
Know we staying in the west
Rolling through east
Whole place reserved
No open seats
Balling in the pros
N****s to elite
All I do is speak the truth
OMG #deep
Got a cannon Wild ' n out
We can't ever be discreet
No computer beef
Control alt delete
Got me feeling like wade
With the way we keep the heat
I'm the villain in the street
I know she know what I mean
Gotta get your hands dirty
If you tryna come out clean
Lean to help me sleep
Need to kill my enemies
Need to kill my enemies
Need to kill my enemies
Yeah
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(Hello?)
I just got an eighth and a pint
Still feeling like it's light
I could do this shit all night
She said she don't wanna fight
I just got an eighth and a pint
Still feeling like it's light
I could do this shit all night
She said she don't wanna fight
Yeah
Yeah
All night
(Ohh)
All night
(Ohh)
All night
(Ohh)
All Night
(Damn suburbia)
Yeah
I just got an eighth and a pint
Still feeling like it's light
I could do this shit all night
She said she don't wanna fight
I just got an eighth and a pint
Still feeling like it's light
I could do this shit all night
She said she don't wanna fight
(Alright)
Why these n****s always going left
Everything was going right
I was chilling in the clouds
Man my shit was out of sight
Now these n****s wanna beef
Man y'all really got me tight
Man y'all really got me tight
Man y'all really got me tight
(Damn suburbia)
Man y'all really got me tight
(Bring that shit back)
I just brought it back for the fiends
Then I gave y'all In my dreams
She don't do it for the team
She just do it for the lean
If it ain't about my green
I don't know a f*cking thing
N****s only thought I rap
Nah bitch I can sing
I just got a new ring
Bigger than the pinky ring
Oh, my
Oh, my
(Oh my lord)
Shit is deja Vu
Man I been here before
Beat the whole the game man I got the score
N****s acting mean
What I'm being nice for
Double homicide
With the suicide doors
This is my life
Tell me who decides yours
This is my life
Tell me who decides yours
I just got an eighth and a pint
Still feeling like it's light
I could do this shit all night
She said she don't wanna fight
I just got an eighth and a pint
Still feeling like it's light
I could do this shit all night
She said she don't wanna fight
(Alright)
First things first
Rest In Peace
Any n***a want beef
We can do it on your turf
We don't even need cleats
Had to feast on these beats
Just to see my n****s eat
They don't think I'm with shits
They gon turn me beasts
Know we staying in the west
Rolling through east
Whole place reserved
No open seats
Balling in the pros
N****s to elite
All I do is speak the truth
OMG #deep
Got a cannon Wild ' n out
We can't ever be discreet
No computer beef
Control alt delete
Got me feeling like wade
With the way we keep the heat
I'm the villain in the street
I know she know what I mean
Gotta get your hands dirty
If you tryna come out clean
Lean to help me sleep
Need to kill my enemies
Need to kill my enemies
Need to kill my enemies
Yeah
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Writer: Michael Jones
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