Late Nite Tip

[Verse 1: Lord Infamous] Let me just take you somewhere secret, gonna cut all of the lights down dim Forget all about your world, we gonna just flow with what we feel Let's share all your private thoughts, I'm not just out for your sex Let me simplify the things in life that you find complex Forget what y heard 'bout me 'Cause you're a scarecrow groupie But there's no pressure on you 'Cause you know what you must do Check this out, let's have a drink And I'll give you time to think Let me puff this Buddha blunt And cut on this porno bump Girl, come lounge, here by my side Tonight you're my Devil's bride And there's a freak deep inside Have no shame, no need to hide Why do you keep on blushing? Get it off like a slut she-she must be Kind of tipsy On this Chrystal like a gypsy Now I got her on all fours 'Bout to break down the headboard Crash this broad on through the wall Now she howlin' like a dog, sweat poured We hit the floor, it don't quit, another one ripped It's just another victim of Lord Infamous late night tip [Chorus: Lord Infamous & Gangsta Boo] I'm not the type to get involved in long relationships (Why?) Takin' trips and buyin' gifts, I'm sorry, I'm not on that tip (What?) If you want romance you should just stick who you already with (Okay) If you in that mood, you can just hit me on that late night tip (Ooh) I'm not the type to get involved in long relationships (Why?) Takin' trips and buyin' gifts, I'm sorry, I'm not on that tip (What?) If you want romance you should just stick who you already with (Okay) If you in that mood, you can just hit me on that late night tip (Ooh) [Verse 2: DJ Paul & Gangsta Boo] I done seen, some funny (Shh) since I got in this game They wants my crib, they wants my kids, since I done gots my fame I never recall ya askin' your last boyfriend for nathin' But now the big 'Burban on golds got ya aggravated I need a coach bag, I can't be even doin' it I need my hair done, me too, I ain't got nothin' to do with it I been through with it, you, and it since the first time ya asked And might I add, playas like me can't be savin' you rats [Verse 3: Gangsta Boo] I ain't with that nonsense or that lovey-dovey mess Feelin' kinda horny and when I'm callin' all I want is sex Slip on Victoria Secrets, hit the liquor store before it close Call Chris so I can get somethin' white to go up in my nose Now I'm feelin' fine, nothin' but sex is on my mind If you cannot please me, boy, then please don't waste all of my time Got you caught up in the mix, mystic girl from Triple-Six Late night tip is all we had, you just came, so trick, that's it [Chorus: Lord Infamous & Gangsta Boo] I'm not the type to get involved in long relationships (Why?) Takin' trips and buyin' gifts, I'm sorry, I'm not on that tip (What?) If you want romance you should just stick who you already with (Okay) If you in that mood, you can just hit me on that late night tip (Ohhh) I'm not the type to get involved in long relationships (Why?) Takin' trips and buyin' gifts, I'm sorry, I'm not on that tip (What?) If you want romance you should just stick who you already with (Okay) If you in that mood, you can just hit me on that late night tip (Ohhh) [Verse 4: Juicy J] I can't understand why these broads be trippin' Can't stand the heat? Get out of the kitchen Ballin' in my Lex', dropped, legs to the ground Just a young playa tryin' to put my bid in Freaks want a trick that be constantly payin' Not a ghetto thug that be constantly layin' Rainbow Inn or the Summer Motel Oh well, that's where the Juicemane stayin' Gotta have a lady that wanna do what I do Like skippin' work, or love cuttin' high school Servin' other playas in the Three 6 Mafia Camcorder on, skinny dippin' in the swimmin' pool Never try to argue, bother you or fight Keep a pack of jimmy-hats strapped on real tight Fifth of Alize, or a tall can of Bud Light Just for ya freaks, on the moonlight, late night [Verse 5: Koopsta Knicca] Tell me, Three 6, who's that bumpin' that music? Hypnotizing Koop, I tell you who, I'm 'bout to lose it Could it be that laid night-groove type jazz inside thy body Always kinda lonely, someone want me, hold me I said, come near, come near, come here the Koopsta cryin' tears I can't think positive, when no one cares of how I feel Realise my mind so tight, that I ain't even try to fight I cannot lie, though, I can ride high, late night [Chorus: Lord Infamous & Gangsta Boo] I'm not the type to get involved in long relationships (Why?) Takin' trips and buyin' gifts, I'm sorry, I'm not on that tip (What?) If you want romance you should just stick who you already with (Okay) If you in that mood, you can just hit me on that late night tip (Ohhh) I'm not the type to get involved in long relationships (Why?) Takin' trips and buyin' gifts, I'm sorry I'm not on that tip (What?) If you want romance you should just stick who you already with (Okay) If you in that mood, you can just hit me on that late night tip (Ohhh)