Soundtracks - All Night Long - Red Cafe lyrics

[Intro] Hey, all the way back from the 213, 310, Cross to the 313, 404, back to the 718 Brooklyn. This Chef Boy is all I got the homie be flamin'in the spot And this the new hot (all night long) Tell them bouncers let my dawgs in the building, we gun get this thing started. [Verse 1] Hey yo my money aint ever short Ask my coach jump shot never off (uh oh) I got a mean bomp in my walk And im from the wold known Brooklyn New York Okay, now if you see me please dont holla But baby if you feel me you can throw me a dolla Hey shorty over there with the big ol' hips Enough to lil heart broker let me give you a fix Now we can burn and burn can cut leaves from the earth Till you get a buz good to life up yer skirt The hole east coast wanna know who bangin Tell them boys shake down and we got them things but wut up?! [Chorus:] (all night long) if you got some style You could turn yo colla up put yo dollas up Now pull yer hat down low (okay) Now back them chicks up off you (all night long) if you got some style You could turn yo colla up put yo dollas up Now pull yer hat down low (okay) Now back them chicks up off you (all night long) [Verse 2] Go head dog get cha dollas i got em in a bundance Im from the bottom, i get em in the dungins Yeah, they thirsty waitin on my debut I chase cash not cat like pepper late pugh I got style dressed in gutchi Brooklyn ni**a a town stomp in them boots whoa Hit em high hit em low Pettle to the floor in the 6 cuz the 5 too slow Oh, cafe bu*ter like parfkay All-star game im found right in the palm kay? Yeah wud up shorty? you hot shorty You make we wanna pa** the rock to you shorty [Chorus] (all night long) if you got some style You could turn yo colla up put yo dollas up Now pull yer hat down low (okay) Now back them chicks up off you (all night long) if you got some style You could turn yo colla up put yo dollas up Now pull yer hat down low (okay) Now back them chicks up off you (all night long) [Verse 3] Hey yo i dont nagociate r&b chicks want me to pocreate That lame over there yeah i know he hate Just because he got a safe, naw he aint safe Why all the big talk dog u aint hot U aint ready for the thug life you aint Pac U the type to act tough when u pop in the room But i know yer style you wouldnt pop a balloon You wanna get some money (yeah) you wanna get some cash (yeah) Ball with some hard core g's from the ave Probly shake down when we checkin the tenni's Im on my grizzly like i play for memphis [chorus] (all night long)if you got some style You could turn yo colla up put yo dollas up Now pull yer hat down low (okay) Now back them chicks up off you (all night long)if you got some style You could turn yo colla up put yo dollas up Now pull yer hat down low (okay) Now back them chicks up off you (all night long)