Spend The Night (feat. Laroo) – E-40 – letras

[E-40:]Let me spend the night sweetheart, uhhWith her ass like that I don’t need a cup holderBody like a Jet Magazine’s to the folderBeauty of the week, let’s go creepI tear the line out the coochie and put that ass to sleepLike a dog in heat, horons jumpingHave em fighting over a hustla two broads thumpingsI’m a beast in the sheets creepin em CummingsBoulevard with it I be trapping with trumpetsBeitch![Verse 1: Droop-E]This is something you ain’t never seenPinch yourself bitch this is no dreamThis a Droop-E situationTell ya boyfriend leave ya all frustrated, uhWell come holla at a young beastI’m rich and I’m sexy, sheeshAnd I might let you spend the nightIf you do it right, yeah[Hook x2: Droop-E/E-40]Me and you we can both get right (get right)I know you drunk and you ain’t got a ride (got a ride)Look in your eyes see you want me inside (inside)You can come to my house and spend the night[Verse 2: Db][Work:]Work BayCut ya lace sweet handlingFrom what I hear thick running yo familyAunty got ass mommy and ya grand nannyI never treat you like Aldea baggyYou can be a vet and shawty I’m can be CodyI ain’t no trick but I can buy a few groceriesNow sit your pretty brown ass on this upholsteryRoll up the drinks girl pour up the Lanny[Hot:]Was that your girl I’m sorry for your lossShe came with a square and she left with a bossMy chain and my money got her intimateAnd you playing with the game like you Ps3I’m looking around you the baddest by farTell em other guys give you space like starsYou sippin champagne you feeling it rightBut let’s hit shawty you can spend the night[Hook x2: Droop-E/E-40][Verse 3:][Laroo:]YeahI’m the separation send it off topBlack rims dark skin played the co-outMe and your… here, in the start power GIntroduce her friends to D.R. double O.P. and Slimm BI come with exposure, paparazzi flashWhen I’m on my pillow designer by NasaMove with it, you gotta respect with rightSend an inblast house tour friends over the night[B Slimm:]I wanna see her squirt without a soda canThere’s alot of friction from ya mouth to danceI’m a put it in your stomach like this maPlanks on the bed head it in the bathroom stallThighs in the air feet on the wallEverybody knows ya all the way down the hallDon’t worry bout cha last man he not worthyAnd I’m bimb bomb on niggas like Charles Barkley[Hook x2: Droop-E/E-40]