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bad night - the pastelle collective (yedits) lyrics

[intro: kanye west]
yeah

[verse 1: kanye west]
i’m always in them “i ain’t never seen those”
750 color palette mean though
on my queen’s toes, valentinos
in the winter time wearin’ spring clothes
rap tarantino, off a couple glasses of the pino
uh, they say yeezy gon’ sell out
i guess you right if you see how much i pre*sold
if they knew they was slaves, i coulda freed more
and really, what the f*ck is freedom?
’cause anybody thinkin’ that we free dumb
kids out here in the streets dyin’ three young
so i keep my hoodie on like trayvon
if i pull up on your block, the whole street run
this ain’t nothin’ new, though, (heh?) it’s a rerun

[chorus: kanye west]
somebody
gotta be the bad guy
i had a bad day at work
don’t wanna have a bad night (heh?)

[verse 1: kanye west]
woo! toppin’ on like i’m nina
woo! toppin’ on, you gon’ need one
woo! if i say somethin’ indecent
woo! she gon’ suck me off like a capri*sun
haan? i might have to jump from the three*point line
can’t be my baby with no maybes
been two months since i talked to jay*z
[chorus: kanye west]
somebody
gotta be the bad guy
i had a bad day at work
don’t wanna have a bad night (heh?)

[bridge: young thug]
okay, like shawty said
she suck my d*ck on a plane, call her airhead
beat it, beat it like shawty red
three b*tches on my d*ck, ms. ed, edd and eddy
block ’em out like a sunshade
[?] wan’ play
[?] n**** wan’ play
yeah, [?]

[verse 2: young thug]
real beast, y’all lil’ n****s feast
hunnid thousand, spend it on mickey d’s (blatt!)
hunnid bands in my pants, this cheap
n**** quick to start sh*t and then plead out
make one phone call, get them b’s out
n**** sh*ttin’ on these n****s, baby, flee out
50k spent on a new jet, n****, flee out
hunnid thousand dollars on these shoes, n****, flee out
you better believe lil’ mama just fleed out
rings on my finger so big, godd*mn, it’s equator
i was sittin’ on like 14 acres
but i’m still a young hood n****, still basic cable
and i still got a b*tch in the back, not stable (ah!)
at anytime i can flip
off the rip, tell them monkeys hold the dip (please!)
ask her how the crew was (heh?)
ask her how she do tho
[chorus: kanye west]
somebody
gotta be the bad guy
i had a bad day at work
don’t wanna have a bad night

[verse 3: young thug]
i ain’t new to this sh*t, f*ck*n**** (heh?)
i’m trappin’ from the other side
so get outta your seat, stand up
stand up
a f*ck*n**** hate me while his old lady partic*p*te
please tell that lil’ n**** man up (lil’ n****, stand up, woo)
stand up (lil’ n****, stand up)
stand up (hey, hey)
hey, hey, stand up, stand up, stand up

[verse 2: young thug]
first of all, let me tell you somethin’, boy
i don’t give no f*ck ’bout no n****s (woo)
i don’t give no f*ck, i’m not givin’ two f*cks (woah)
roll up and pop one of these n****s (blat, blat)
i do this sh*t for my woadies (woo)
you do this sh*t for your shorty, you b*tch
shut the f*ck n****, fresh out of the bottle
the hood be callin’, sell the plug
i’ma wipe a n**** nose, shatter like a picture
i’ma f*ck his ho like these b*tches up on this missile
i’ma get a whole lotta lead for these pistols
and my money long like the nose on a prince
but she gon’ f*ck, she write, no pen
but you know i’m gon’ suspend her
i ain’t new to this sh*t, f*ck*n****
i’m trappin’ from the other side
so get outta your seat, stand up
[chorus: kanye west]
somebody
gotta be the bad guy
i had a bad day at work
don’t wanna have a bad night (heh?)

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