- Song Name: All Night
- Artist Name: Busta Rhymes
- Album: Anarchy
- Songwriters: Kaseem Dean, Trevor Smith
- Release Date: 2000.06.20
- Label: Elektra Entertainment
LYRICS FOR "All Night"
Turn it up
Flimode
Busta rhymes
Another banging niggas
Another banging niggas
Another banging niggas
Another banging niggas
(All night)
To my east niggas West Coast and dirty south we make ya
(Wave your hands up high)
Yeah light L's and drink some liquor it make ya wild out
(All night)
Come on
If ya running with me
(Wave your hands up high)
A yo I can't see y'all
You know we hang out in the streets y'all
(All night)
Yes yes y'all
With nothing but the best y'all
Finesse s*** and leave the spot up in a mess y'all
B******
And put a bounce up in your breast y'all
Yes y'all we about to taste the success y'all
And quiz niggas like a f*****' drug test y'all
And check y'all and let the livest niggas step in
I keep the burner
Now all my live m************ boggart or bring it straight to the front
And let me give y'all niggas just what you want
More fire for ya fresh off the press s*** blazing to death
B****** lust talking under they breath
Hope you niggas know to put on your vest
Or get a hole in your chest
(Who in this m***********)
Take you a guess
(All night)
To my east niggas West Coast and dirty south we make ya
(Wave your hands up high)
C'mon light L's and drink some liquor it make ya wild out
(All night)
Yeah
If ya running with me
(Wave your hands up high)
A yo I can't see y'all
You know we hang out in the streets y'all
(All night)
(Yeah yeah)
All my niggas
(Yeah yeah)
All my b******
(Yeah yeah)
All my thugs
(Yeah yeah)
All my soldiers
(Yeah yeah)
All my honeys
(Yeah yeah)
All my playas
(Yeah yeah)
All my live niggas c'mon
(Yeah yeah)
The grand finale y'all
Put it down and always preppin' for my family y'all
What
Of gutter niggas that will piss up in the alley y'all
F*** it
And how it's hard to figure out my next step nigga
So step nigga
The way I mash down
Will only leave a legacy for me to pass down
Don't speak unless you're spoken to get broke in two
Flip mode we be the chosen few
(Yeah nigga entrap y'all)
I know some niggas that'll clap y'all and strap y'all
Up to a post and back slap y'all
Put y'all in a mailbox and leave open the flap y'all
That's the hap's that make niggas take forever naps y'all
(Strap y'all )
All up inside of your seat belts
The beats felt like a fire want the heat melt
Your patent leather stack cheddar nigga now or never
Better
'Cause when we come you know we hit you with that s*** for the head
With nough s*** just like the lox and the dread
Me and my niggas we be breaking this bread
With all the blood that we bled
See we was broke
The s*** I drop will never leave you mislead
Might leave you tired of bed
(All night)
Yeah
(Wave your hands up high)
C'mon light L's and drink some liquor it make ya wild out
(All night)
To all my niggas and my b****** get money
If ya running with me
(Wave your hands up high)
A yo I can't see y'all
You know we hang out in the streets y'all
(All night)
To my east niggas West Coast and dirty south we make ya
(Wave your hands up high)
C'mon light L's and drink some liquor it make ya wild out
(All night)
Yeah to all my niggas and my b****** get money
If ya running with me
(Wave your hands up high)
A yo I can't see y'all
You know we hang out in the streets y'all
(All night)
Yeah all my live b****** let me see you
Just wave your hands up high
And all my niggas running around getting pussy
All night
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