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K Michelle - Nightstand Lyrics

I got a gridlock, Tupac
Three shoots
Let it, sink in
Hot ride, out side
Four door
Chauffeur driven here
I've got more to lose than you
3 o'clock in the mornin'
Y'all be on that other shit but I ain't on it
Tryna' give me your advice but I don't want it
I've got things to do
Phone ring, I called him later
Just ditched this nigga for my vibrator
Hope you ain't in trouble cause I can't save ya
No no no no oh

Put it on my nightstand, baby
Can you keep it right there, baby?
Got it on my nightstand, baby
Pills and these potions gone save me
Baby, please excuse behavior
But can I get back the fucks that I gave ya
Tryna' mellow out, I need to blaze up
Can't wait to get back to my nightstand

Got a nigga right here on my left
I done rode him to death
Guess I gotta please myself
Tell me why I can't fell it no more?
Most of y'all niggas can't afford sleeping in my bed
That new 'rari, Bugatti
You rappin' 'bout, boo
Boy it's levels, you lying in
Ain't none of it true
Just being honest, I promise
The jewelry that you gave me
I never even wear it and I like Drake better than you
All my boss bitchs know

So put it on my nightstand, baby
Can you keep it right there, baby?
Got it on my nightstand, baby
Pills and these potions gone save me
Baby, please excuse behavior
But can I get back the fucks that I gave ya
Tryna' mellow out, I need to blaze up
Can't wait to get back to my nightstand

Put it on my nightstand, baby
Can you keep it right there, baby?
Got it on my nightstand, baby
Pills and these potions gone save me
Baby, please excuse behavior
But can I get back the fucks that I gave ya
Tryna' mellow out, I need to blaze up
Can't wait to get back to my nightstand

(Hold up!)

Wish these niggas knew me betta'
Tryna' tell me who I had in my bed
Poppin' Percocets by the two
You ain't talkin' money
Keep it movin'
Everytime I come around
It's a, It's another lie on the cover
Are they friends? Or just fuckin'
You know something's gonna come from it
These petty bitchs lying they don't know about me
You can be a playa' bout it
And tell me to my face what'cha say about me
I can't spend another day on it
Save it for the shaderoom
Put it on my nightstand, baby

Put it on my nightstand
Put it on my nightstand, baby
Put it on my nightstand
Put it on my nightstand, baby