Midnight Club

Both hands on the twelve I got both hands on your girl But I do not kiss 'n tell I can tell that's your world So I move in stealth and camo Now you see me now you what? Midnight clubbin' with the famo Finding energy I can channel I got enemies on the loose Brederins on the juice Sixty minutes till' we kicking Outside linking get the boot Him and her could get it too Don't discriminate when I'm rude But for now I got an hour Feel the power in the room Shave the baby make it smooth Play the latest of my tunes Feelin' weirdo have no fear though Yeah this place is made for you Empty pockets on the door Keep your drugs and your guns Leave your intentions on the floor Go be free that's what it's for There's a white horse in the rear-view And a dove in the glovebox This life ain't for you Drop a white flag when I'm near you And her morals when the lights down His wife disloyal There's white bag on the inside And it's silk white milk white Bitch that might spoil you Dropping whites lies through the midnight When it's midnight push start Kick start like a horse shoe Midnight When? Live life then Going up to twelve Push right past ten Midnight when? Live life then Bredrin that's your girl Yeah right past ten Top of the morning what's your calling What's your number? Already called it Already got that off your story What's your story? I can't tell if you're just looking through me Or looking for me looking decent Or I'm just horny Cos' the first rule of fight club Don't talk about fight club She said, what club? I said nice one But I've got stuff You could try some if u want to You don't have to If you jump now then I'll catch you If you drop two then I'll match you like Girl, comment tu t'appelle I forgot your name still I promised you the world (Shiny) pearls, promise to myself I can't play this game cos' honestly My health can't take it any more You get on this bus Then I'm taking you on tour Cor, who's that at the door? The Lion or the witch or the war There's a white horse in the rear-view And a dove in the glovebox This life ain't for you Drop a white flag when I'm near you And her morals when the lights down His wife disloyal There's a white bag in the inside And it's silk white milk white Bitch that might spoil you Dropping whites lies through the midnight When it's midnight push start Kick start like a horse show Midnight When? Live life then Going up to twelve Push right past ten Midnight when? Live life then Bredrin that's your girl Yeah right past ten