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Metro Boomin - Too Many Nights Lyrics

Honorable C note)
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[Don Toliver]
Keep the bitch Ju-u-ump
Keep it on ju-u-ump
Keep the bitch Ju-u-ump
I caught it cool, for a ten
The bitch get loose, she tryna win
I beat her by the house, I beat her in
It’s 40 in the couch, I let her spend
When the cars lit better call in
She done popped all out she done called twin
I done went and spazzed out
I put the raw in
I done hit the strip club
and spent a tall ten
Lil shawty off the Clicquot
She be coming hot just like a heat stroke
I can see ya lurking
Through the peep hole
I’m stacking different money, type of C Notes
I’m talking C notes, nigga hitting C notes
Ya spend what ya want
And ya get what ya want
I guess ya got what ya wanted
Ya hitting the pole
And ya give it ya all
And ya keeping it honest
Too many nights I went nameless
Too many nights I went famous
Too many nights I went brainless
Sayin', "Uh-uh-uh-uh" (Yeah)
Let's get dru-u-unk

Keep the bitch Ju-u-ump
Keep it on ju-u-ump, keep it
I caught it cool
for a ten
The bitch get loose
She tryna win
I beat her out the house, I beat her in
It’s 40 in the couch
I let her spend
You made a 100 and ya fall back
Need you on a call back
Knowing that ya all that baby
Oh it’s 200 on ya dashboard
Stamping out ya passport
Ask me if I’m really OK
Ya get what ya want ya want ya want
Ya get what ya want ya want ya want
Ya get what ya want ya want ya want
Ya get what ya want ya want ya want
Ya spend what ya want
And ya get ya what want
I guess ya got what ya wanted
Ya hitting the pole
And ya give it your all
And ya keeping it honest
It’s too many nights I went nameless
It’s too many nights I went famous
It’s too many I went brainless
Sayin', "Uh-uh-uh-uh" (Yeah)
Let's get dru-u-unk

Keep it on ju-u-ump
Keep it on ju-u-ump

Oooh oooh, ooh ooh
Oooh oooh, ooh ooh
Oooh oooh, ooh ooh
Oooh oooh, ooh ooh

[Future]
Bottega Veneta whenever you ride wit me
It aint like I’m askin you to ride for free
From trappin to rappin need to be proud of me
Pack out the studio and throw parties
Money comin too fast I can't slow down
Feel like I’m runnin from my past, I can’t slow down
Too many nights bout to crash
Now I’m buying the foreigns all cash
I can’t slow down