Abra - Late Nights lyrics

[Verse 1: Father] Hey look, our favorite show's on Hey, why the f** we got our clothes on? It's getting kind of cold, hon Real quick, baby find some sh** to roll on Leave Adele and Gohan Weed, pills, and Trojans All up in the atmosphere, f**ing up the ozone Yeah, my phone keep ringing, I don't care bout what them hoes want We already linking , and I wanna cut like Shogun Wolverine like Logan, nah, I only know gun But I'ma get me one for these n***as and they emotions PCH coastin', headed back to Fulton Feeling like the sultan, yeah [Chorus: Father] Yeah, why we got our clothes on? It's getting kind of cold, hon Real quick, baby find some sh** to roll on Oh look, baby girl, our favorite show's on [Verse 2: Abra] Your boy call me a succubus cause I want all your time So that we can watch my instant queue and drink up all the wine All I wanna do is lay here with you All I wanna do, oh, oh So tell them you're not coming through It's a party at my panties baby, me and you Wrap you up like a blunt, come in my cocoon All I wanna do, oh, oh And you should make a move but you won't Your other girls keep blowing up your phone But I know that you won't go home Because your favorite show's on And we are getting so gone So kiss my neck and my back Baby I got shows on Netflix, I got d** and snacks And we can stay here forever, do you want to waste away together? (I do) [Chorus: Father] Yeah, why we got our clothes on? It's getting kind of cold, hon Real quick, baby find some sh** to roll on Oh look, baby girl, our favorite show's on