K. Michelle - Nightstand Lyrics
(Verse)
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 ya
Three o'clock in the mornin'
Y'all be on that other shit, but I ain't on it
Tryna give me yo 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 ya ain't in trouble
Cuz I can't save ya
No, no no no no oh
(Chorus)
So, put it on my nightstand, baby
Can ya 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 ya?
Tryna mellow out, I need to blaze up
Can't wait to get my back to my nightstand
(Verse 2)
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 mo'?
Most of ya'll niggas can't afford sleepin' in my bed
Oh, ooh
That new 'rari, Bugatti yarapping about, boo
Its levels you're lyin' ain't none of it true
Just bein' honest I promise that jewelry that ya gave me
I neva even wear it and I like Drake better than ya
All my boss bitches know
(Chorus)
(Repeat song)
(Verse)
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 ya
Three o'clock in the mornin'
Y'all be on that other shit, but I ain't on it
Tryna give me yo 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 ya ain't in trouble
Cuz I can't save ya
No, no no no no oh
(Chorus)
So, put it on my nightstand, baby
Can ya 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 ya?
Tryna mellow out, I need to blaze up
Can't wait to get my back to my nightstand
(Verse 2)
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 mo'?
Most of ya'll niggas can't afford sleepin' in my bed
Oh, ooh
That new 'rari, Bugatti yarapping about, boo
Its levels you're lyin' ain't none of it true
Just bein' honest I promise that jewelry that ya gave me
I neva even wear it and I like Drake better than ya
All my boss bitches know
(Chorus)
(Repeat song)