KING SWIFT - Tomorrow Nite

Tell me what's your routine
To get in those blue jeans?
Ass so fat, my phone need two screens
Baby girl thick thick
Big Ass big tits
Make you wanna stick dick
Show it on the 'gram wit a quick pic
Make you wanna lick lick
Sop it up nigga, Bisquick
She a standout she a misfit
Shoot my shot, no misfire
You wanna roll with this guy?
Them other hoes smelling like a fish fry
Them other niggas smoke but they ain't this high
You got a friend with you , tell the bitch bye
We off to the races
Apartment or basement
Cause girl I ain't wait to see you naked
There will be no tomorrow night
I'm gone I gotta catch tomorrow's flight
I'll be in the studio tomorrow bright
Smoking weed at a car note price
Yeah baby
Yeah we club hop and bar crawl
While you lean on the hard wall like an oddball
We dodge hoes like Dodge Ball
Which one ima choose, that's a hard call
Shiid, and they choosing, too
Oriental bitch looking like Lucy Liu
While we smoking, listening to Groovy Q
Now nigga who is you?
Shit ain't even adding up when we put two with two
Look how we maneuver through
Good girls, hood rats, all of them be beautiful
My place, your place, anywhere is suitable
Back seat, front seat or in an office cubicle
There will be no tomorrow night
I'm gone I gotta catch tomorrow's flight
I'll be in the studio tomorrow bright
Smoking weed at a car note price
Yeah baby
There will be no tomorrow night
I'm gone I gotta catch tomorrow's flight
I'll be in the studio tomorrow bright
Smoking weed at a car note price
Yeah baby

Written by:
Janerio Walker

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