Lyrics

[Intro:] Uncle Chanti, can you tell me a bedtime story please Alright, you kids get to bed. Let me get the story book Okay All tucked in? Yeah, yeah Here we go [Verse 1:] Last night was turnt, fell asleep at this bitch house Woke up, still drunk, baby crying, my dick out Grabbed a bar of soap, under arms, then I hit the balls Charged up my phone, grabbed my keys, then I hit the yard What now I'm a thuggin in my yesterdays New money, same clothes on from yesterday I'm on my grind this ain't no type of stuntin Ain't got time to go home, I gotta check on something Plus this broad I just banged stay close to where I be at Pull up the light He stepped out, shouldn't he about to be back Cool, let's play a game or sumn Two hundred dollars, 2k, we tryna favour sumn I got the like [Chorus:] I see you out here thuggin in your yesterdays New money same clothes on from yesterday You was on man, I see you all up in the mix Show up plus I fucked on that lil bitch That I was dancing with before I left the Yadada Got up and that pussy went wider than a Mardi Gras Oh man Is that right? Yeah Let me make sure my facts right So you fucked that little thing that I saw you with For sure, I put that on the squad out here [Verse 2:] Why you think a nigga out here thuggin in his yesterdays New money, some clothes on from yesterday That's crazy cause I know that little bitch yo She got a couple babies with the big bro Man that ho ain't shit nigga, no Tryna tell the homie but he can't let the bitch go So I'm out here thuggn in my yesterdays New money, same clothes on from yesterday So I'm out here thuggn in my yesterdays New money, same clothes on from yesterday That's right my boy, I hope he get that straight What yo boy waiting for, I'm tryna make this plate What you saying nigga, that my niggas is waiting Plus I ain't smoked no weed yet so I'm getting impatient Well I can dip and come back – Nah, nah, no! I ain't trying to cancel it Keep calling, big bro that nigga ain't answering Wait big bro? Yeah the same nigga that we talking about He had a dumb look on his face when he was walking out though (There was a nigga in your motherfucking house There was a nigga leaving your house I just seen a nigga pull off bitch [x2] Ya'll fucking babies in here You don't tell me that here tonight) I'm a bust a move (why) Hungry as fuck, I'm a get some food Thinking in my head he gon' come back With something to prove Aight just pause G He just checking you back, man he on his way I ain't really tryna put this shit off another day I know the rules all money, ain't good money But this money right here so good for me Yeah I just pray these niggas like mind Fuck I gotta make a move, the clock's winding [Chorus] [Outro:] (In front of my kids man? In front of my kids? The end. Sleep tight kids.)