TNGHT - Bugg'n lyrics

[Intro] You can move and jump Until you see this stone cold, motherf**er [Verse 1] Ain't no Maxwell Smart, do a little dance and your pants come off Since 95' the condoms come off Want some f**ed up sh** while I'm “crazy soft”? Rappers wanna see me rap fast, bake and shaking blue gla** Booty quaking with an a** flatter than a white trash Cannot move on. (are you for real?) Yeah my lyrics are deep down but y'all don't f**ing listen to the meaning, like these sounds; I'm featuring around, cause you're sleeping on me now Girls sleeping on me now, pity I'm alone and getting Nigi-ella on you now Breakfast sounds good, getting busy in some brown Loud burning up the house, down in flames by the pound Shouting out the man who's name is not quite Mickey Mansion mentioning, because he's getting kind of gritty Biddy. All I deal is smack, talking all that sh**ty Brothers falling short, put the nitty into witty Speakers so loud, blasting Scritti and Politti Pretty girl down for a sipping f**in' quickie Nestle ho, I'm a son of a bikky! (AIGH!) [Verse 2] I'm a slow it down, like a ba*tard Get so high, my standards I ain't lying like Lambert Her hands hurt I'm harder than hot line for arthritis Motorcyclist, cause I'm moustache riding I've gone into hiding, providing a condom, Saddam Who is saying that? I shot em Back to Award Pursuing, (YE YE YE), f**in got em! (Achievement Hunter sample) I'm white. Call me Ben Affleck Tonight this might be Bugg'n but years it will be cla**ic Cla** sh**, more than a suit who's known as trackless Be kind, rewind, videos like Aladdin Put your hands down, that sh** will never happen Cap'n Cook. Deets in my rhymes that you'll probably overlook Booked out shows with the cleaned shirt venue I'mma get it in with this keen flirt menu [Verse 3] All of my girls falling straight to the floor Moving around like my new studio b**hes go crazy for my new cologne But yo where is my asian friend? I walk alone Bet your teeny bopper friend only going south on me When I'm speaking to her French, bit of foutre on me Not a man of the night, only joust me homie On the couch when I'm mounting her, call me Kohli Because I am an animal, a leader known to innovate Got peers by the ears, feeling proud to be in a state With beats by the load, money shot, coming in her face Masturbate gold, confidence with all the sh** he makes I shoot to k**, the crew is ill, I move a mill, mere kilo packing in a case The rare is based, a fall from grace, the call is traced Paranoid that I'm getting crazed No one to face when in a Cage