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Night Time Video (MV)




Performed By: OBD
Language: English
Length: 2:07
Written by: Lawrence Chukwu




OBD - Night Time Lyrics




You wake me up in the night time
Quarter to 10 yea it's past nine
You wanna snort up a white line
I'm trynna look for the right rhyme
Flip out the lighter it's high time
Blow up my mind like a land mine
Blow up mi celly mi land line
Throw up her panties like gang signs

We just trynna smoke and flex
We just trynna chill no stress
Show up in the party
All the boys wan vex
I be on a roll
F*cking with the shawdy
Men I hit her on a low
GC be the team
Yea we steady on the stove
Finna sit back
Finna kick back
Serving all these niggas with the flow
Pull up in a drop top, don't stop
Pull up in a big black Benz
Shawdy in a crop top, hot stuff
Work it like it's clock work
Looking like she came with friends
I be on the North side, East side
Trynna steal the vision
Nigga you gon need a big fat lens
Whack ass rappers say they waiting
For a nigga on the outside
I ain't gonna give no chance
(On God ooh yeah. Woo)
Nigga get ma money do it pronto
I ain't got time for a convo
Pull up with the shooters
And you know they gon shoot yah
And you know all my Niggas don't miss like rondo
(Blaah!)

You wake me up in the night time
Quarter to 10 yea it's past nine
You wanna snort up a white line
I'm trynna look for the right rhyme
Flip out the lighter it's high time
Blow up my mind like a land mine
Blow up mi celly mi land line
Throw up her panties like gang signs
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You wake me up in the night time
Quarter to 10 yea it's past nine
You wanna snort up a white line
I'm trynna look for the right rhyme
Flip out the lighter it's high time
Blow up my mind like a land mine
Blow up mi celly mi land line
Throw up her panties like gang signs

We just trynna smoke and flex
We just trynna chill no stress
Show up in the party
All the boys wan vex
I be on a roll
F*cking with the shawdy
Men I hit her on a low
GC be the team
Yea we steady on the stove
Finna sit back
Finna kick back
Serving all these niggas with the flow
Pull up in a drop top, don't stop
Pull up in a big black Benz
Shawdy in a crop top, hot stuff
Work it like it's clock work
Looking like she came with friends
I be on the North side, East side
Trynna steal the vision
Nigga you gon need a big fat lens
Whack ass rappers say they waiting
For a nigga on the outside
I ain't gonna give no chance
(On God ooh yeah. Woo)
Nigga get ma money do it pronto
I ain't got time for a convo
Pull up with the shooters
And you know they gon shoot yah
And you know all my Niggas don't miss like rondo
(Blaah!)

You wake me up in the night time
Quarter to 10 yea it's past nine
You wanna snort up a white line
I'm trynna look for the right rhyme
Flip out the lighter it's high time
Blow up my mind like a land mine
Blow up mi celly mi land line
Throw up her panties like gang signs
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Writer: Lawrence Chukwu
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