L-Rich & APH - Light Show

Ay
Yeah
Ay
Ay baby bring them bottles with the light show
1942 is lit but its light though
Out with the whole squad and we roll deep
All white Air Ones and they so clean
If you a baddie and you got it like that
Ima spend it, I'ma make it right back
She a freak and she like it like that
When she throw that ass forward
Tell her bring it right back
It's your boy L, add the Rich at the end though
Pull up in a limo with my head up out the window
Certified game I ain't gotta pretend though
She throw that ass back, like a bitch play Nintendo
She dressing in all retro
You ain't gotta guess though
It's L-Rich dog, know I'm fucking with the best hoes
Know your boy's been down since the damn get-go
I'm always throwing parties
Why they always calling metro
Meet me at the club sippin' cognac
Fit picture perfect like Kodak
In the DJ booth on the decks while it's so packed
Asking me for bangers, got me mixing in my own tracks
This shit's too simple baby
And, most these dudes just simp'n baby
We in back seat in & the tint go crazy
Yah, this shit ain't nothin to a pimp my lady
Ay
Yeah
Ay
Ay baby bring them bottles with the light show
1942 is lit but its light though
Out with the whole squad and we roll deep
All white Air Ones and they so clean
If you a baddie and you got it like that
Ima spend it, I'ma make it right back
She a freak and she like it like that
When she throw that ass forward
Tell her bring it right back
If you a freak little mama
Put them hands up
While this song on
Ima turn you to a dancer
Strip club anthem
Rich, wild and handsome
I show you the finer things
The finer things and some
I gotta cup full of liquor
Now it's go time
Sup lil mama
We ain't wasting no time
Let me read your aura
Don't need to know your sign
I ain't need a watch
I already know it's my time
Lets get it poppin' the club or the vip
Lets get it poppin' the club or the vip
I'ma beat it, beat it up like my name Ali
You gon' need more than 20/20 just to see A.P.
Yeah the night's still young and it barely begun
Ima need another bottle
We need more than one
Poppin' champagne straight out the cellar
When the waitress come through I'm a tell her
Ay
Yeah
Ay
Ay baby bring them bottles with the light show
1942 is lit but its light though
Out with the whole squad and we roll deep
All white Air Ones and they so clean
If you a baddie and you got it like that
Ima spend it, I'ma make it right back
She a freak and she like it like that
When she throw that ass forward
Tell her bring it right back

Written by:
Anthony Perea-Hines, Lionel Miranda

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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