Next Morning

Lyrics

[Intro: Proof] For all my titty bar niggas and my titty bar bitches To them niggas that's getting that money Anyone getting they motherfucking money Detoit gon' get this money, let's go y'all D12! [Hook: Anita Baker] Ain't no need in worrying What the night is gonna bring, mmm 'Cause it'll be all over In the morning [Verse 1: Proof] Proof the name on Shyne, cool my aim online Shady took the world fool, the game is all mine Y'all gossip and babble, I hit the cockpit from the gravel Spit so-so for retails, save the hot shit for battle Got clips and ammo like henhouse and big wheel Since I pushed a big wheel mind was on a big deal Get Real Or Die Trying, the [?] Iron Fist Is a pirate ship where my [?] hired hits Iron sense, open the door, go get your Armaguard broken in four Time to stand up, no joking no more We open the sores and pick at the wounds I said you pull first and I'll get at y'all soon It's like I made the left one jealous when sucking the right titty I'm quite busy like Tommy V. from Vice City Y'all on top, y'all hot, that spot It's not yours forever, make room, here come Detroit nigga [Hook: Anita Baker] Ain't no need in worrying What the night is gonna bring, mmm 'Cause it'll be all over In the morning [Over hook: Proof] All my ladies getting money If you getting that money put your hands up with me Knowwhatimsayin? Everybody getting this money put 'em up all y'all (Fo' sho') That's what we do, we get this money (Hah!) [Verse 2: Proof] Them Highland Park niggas roll, PA niggas bigger though 7 Mile niggas roll, out of town [?] got to know Zone 8 to P-Rock, Linwood to Dexter 8 Mile and Stony, the township was extra [?] my city on fire, [?] no liar Heaters up, can't get it no higher Proof all day, get rid of y'all hate From the Latin Four Corners to Griswald and State (Dolo!) Me and Jay [?] locked in Dearborn station Still hold the heat, fuck police and probation The East is in the house, the West is in the house If you don't like them niggas put a TEC up in they mouth Got love for Spudd baby, that's not a plug Throw me out your bar, next week that shit is not a club They say P's ugly, he's whack, P's lucky Fuck all that, now scream loud "FREE STUCKEY!" [Hook: Anita Baker] Ain't no need in worrying What the night is gonna bring, mmm 'Cause it'll be all over In the morning [Over hook: Proof] 7 Mile, my PA niggas, my 8 Mile niggas Zone 8 niggas, (Purple Gang) 7 Mile niggas Detroit, Runyon Ave! (I guess y'all didn't hear me, let me say it again) [Verse 3: Proof] The East is in the house, the West is in the house If you don't like them niggas put a TEC up in they mouth I never been exorted, never have snorted Think about the child now I once had aborted Never will I shut up unless I'm told by Hailie Associated here to Phoenix, y'all can't fade me I make her with a poker face, y'all can't faze me You better know that D12 is oh so Shady I been to Faircourt, ain't going back (No!) 17's my man, tell him quit smoking crack Hater's all die, Proof a small fry I'm mayor of the city, Kilpatrick's a fall guy In the streets not acting, always down for action Flame lick the MAC-10 and make your ass backspin Head get to the cracking, now they need a CT scan So many infrared dots, you more red dots than Pac-Man, nigga [Hook: Anita Baker] Ain't no need in worrying What the night is gonna bring, mmm 'Cause it'll be all over In the morning [Over hook: Proof] Hah, for all my Detroit motherfuckers East to Westside If you from Detroit right now I want all y'all to put your hands up and rock with me (Salam Wreck!) [Outro: Salam Wreck & Proof] Yeah! (Hah!) C'mon! (Let's go) Iron Fist, hah! (Big Proof) D12! Runyon Ave Shady Records! Saint [?]! Trick-Trick, Goon Sqwad Big Mu, Purple Gang! Yeah, c'mon I don't know? Henhouse! That's right Get that money now! Yeah, Detroit Big Proof, Salam Wreck This some Grown Man Sh!t for y'all This some Grown Man Sh!t We're bringing it to you, worldwide, coast to coast, overseas to overseas I.F. to death, DJ Salam Wreck Yeah, c'mon!