Lyrics
I got it gridlocked, 2 Pac
3 shots, Let it sink in Hot ride outside
Four door, chauffeur driven
Here
I’ve got more to lose than you
Uuh uuh
Three o’clock in the morning
Y’all be on that other shit, but I ain’t on it Tryina give me your advice, but I don’t want it
I’ve got things to do Phone ring, I call em later
Just dissed this nigga for my vibrator
Hope you ain’t in trouble
Cause I can’t save you
No, no no no no oh So, put it on my nightstand, baby
Can you keep it right there baby?
Got it on my nightstand, baby
Excuse me, These won’t just save me Baby, please excuse my behavior
But can I get back the fucks that I gave you?
Tryna mellow out, I need to blaze up Can’t wait to get my back to my nightstand
Right here, on my left
Out and rollin'
I guess I have to please myself
Hey yeah yeah
Tell me why I can’t feel it no more?
Most of y’all niggas can’t afford sleeping in my bed
Oh, ooh
That new rrari, Bugatti you rapping about, boo
Its levels you’re lying ain’t none of it true
Just being honest I promise that jewelry that you gave me I never even wear it and I like Drake better than you
All my boss bitches know
So, put it on my nightstand, baby
Can you keep it right there baby?
Got it on my nightstand, baby
Excuse me, These potions won’t just save me Baby, please excuse my behavior
But can I get back the fucks that I gave you?
I got it gridlocked, 2Pac
3 shots, let it sink in Hot ride outside
Four door, chauffeur driven, yeah
I’ve got more to lose than you
Ooh, ooh
Three o’clock in the morning
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 call 'em later
Just dissed this nigga for my vibrator
Hope you ain’t in trouble
Cause I can’t save you
No, no no no no oh So, put it on my nightstand, baby
Can you keep it right there baby?
Got it on my nightstand, baby
Pills and these potions gon' save me Baby, please excuse my behavior
But can I get back the fucks that I gave you?
Tryna mellow out, I need to blaze up Can’t wait to get my back to my nightstand
Got a nigga right here on my left
I done rode him to death
Guess I gotta please myself
Hey-yeah, yeah
Tell me why I can’t feel it no more?
Most of y’all niggas can’t afford sleeping in my bed
Oh, ooh
That new 'Rari, Bugatti you rapping 'bout, boo
Boy, it’s levels, you lyin'
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 bitches 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 gon' save me Baby, please excuse my behavior
But can I get back the fucks that I gave you?
Tryna LOL out, I need to blaze up Can’t wait to get my back to my nightstand
(Hold up!)
Uh!
Wish these niggas knew me better
Tryna tell me who I had in my bed
Poppin' Percocets by the two
You ain’t talking money, keep it movin'
Every time I come around
Here’s a, here’s another lie on the cover
Are they friends? Or just fuckin'?
You know something gonna come from it These petty bitches lyin', they don’t know bout me You can be a player 'bout it And tell me to my face, what you say about me?
Can’t spend another day on it Save it for The Shade Room
Oh ooh oh Put it on my nightstand, baby
Oh ooh uuh uuh
Put it on my nightstand
Put it on my nightstand, baby
Put it on my nightstand
Put it on my nightstand, baby