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Trey Songz - Late Night feat. Juicy J [Official Audio]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Trey Songz
Trey Songz
Lead Vocals
Juicy J
Juicy J
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Asheton Hogan
Asheton Hogan
Songwriter
Jordan Houston
Jordan Houston
Songwriter
Tremaine Neverson
Tremaine Neverson
Songwriter
Michael Williams
Michael Williams
Songwriter
Samuel Jean
Samuel Jean
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Trey Songz
Trey Songz
Executive Producer
Nacor Zuluaga
Nacor Zuluaga
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Ryan Kaul
Ryan Kaul
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Troy Taylor
Troy Taylor
Executive Producer
Mark B. Christensen
Mark B. Christensen
Mastering Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
Mike WiLL Made-It
Mike WiLL Made-It
Producer
Asheton Hogan
Asheton Hogan
Co-Producer

Lyrics

Your boy Juicy J, yeah Y'all know what it is Better hide your girl, man, we looking for her I ain't the type of nigga thinking 'bout relationships I be on that late night shit They going crazy for the DJ when he play this shit They be on that late night shit One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock, four Five o'clock, six o'clock, you can hit your boy If you ain't the type of bitch talking 'bout relationships Hit me up, hit me up on that late night shit On that late night shit, on that late night shit Hit me up, hit me up on that late night shit (We on that) on that late night shit (We on that) on that late night shit (we on that) Hit me up, hit me up on that late night shit Is this all for me? It's finna be a great night A lot of fish in the sea, I'm feeling like a great white Girl, you got a face like oh, oh Might wanna see you in the daytime, oh, oh If the money don't sleep, I ain't tryna close my eyes for a second You come first, I come second 'Bout to give you this blessin', finna teach you this lesson Get you out of that dress and I don't know nothing 'bout affection What's up? If you wanna spend some time Baby, you know when the club is over, over I'mma let you know ahead of time Baby, I I ain't the type of nigga thinking 'bout relationships I l be on that late night shit They going crazy for the DJ when he play this shit They be on that late night shit One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock, four Five o'clock, six o'clock, you can hit your boy If you ain't the type of bitch talking 'bout relationships Hit me up, hit me up on that late night shit On that late night shit, on that late night shit Hit me up, hit me up on that late night shit (We on that) on that late night shit (We on that) on that late night shit (we on that) Hit me up, hit me up on that late night shit All my dawgs so gon' let a dawg on One night stand, you wake up, I'm long gone Girl, quit playing, Juicy J can't be your man No discussion, bitch, fiddling, fucking then toss you with the bands She ratchet, Dirty Diana, doing anything to get on that camera Straight shot trying to get her Instagram up On the internet getting niggas jammed up Know your type the only thing I'm spending with you is the night Turn you out and if the face looking right I might hit it twice Drill the chick after the club and then I sent her back Might as well work at least the way she give me cab She throwing that like a quarterback Call me Warren Sapp, I tackle that Hit me when I'm in your town, I'm smashing that I ain't the type of nigga thinking 'bout relationships I be on that late night shit They going crazy for the DJ when he play this shit They be on that late night shit One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock, four Five o'clock, six o'clock, you can hit your boy If you ain't the type of bitch talking 'bout relationships Hit me up, hit me up on that late night shit On that late night shit, on that late night shit Hit me up, hit me up on that late night shit (We on that) on that late night shit (We on that) on that late night shit (we on that) Hit me up, hit me up on that late night shit Hit a nigga up if you 'bout that life Let's get fucked up, yeah, bring your girls Ending up on that tub, but for now we on in this club My hands all on your butt You grabbing all on my what? He can say, she can say, baby let 'em talk about it You know like I know that they don't know about us You know like I know you wanna give me your love You know like I know so baby tell me what's up? What's up? If you wanna spend some time Baby, you know when the club is over, over I'mma let you know ahead of time Baby, I I ain't the type of nigga thinking 'bout relationships I be on that late night shit They going crazy for the DJ when he play this shit They be on that late night shit One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock, four Five o'clock, six o'clock, you can hit your boy If you ain't the type of bitch talking 'bout relationships Hit me up, hit me up on that late night shit On that late night shit, on that late night shit Hit me up, hit me up on that late night shit (We on that) on that late night shit (We on that) on that late night shit (we on that) Hit me up, hit me up on that late night shit
Writer(s): Narada Walden, Jordan Houston, Paul Beauregard, Tremaine Neverson, Samuel Jean, Darnell Carlton, Mike Williams, Asheton Hogan, Ricky Dunigan, Lola Mitchell, Robert Cooper, Melonie Fisher Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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