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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ Paul
Vocals
Gangsta Boo
Vocals
Juicy J
Vocals
Koopsta Knicca
Vocals
Lord Infamous
Vocals
Slicse Tee
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jordan Houston
Songwriter
Lisa Fischer
Songwriter
Lola Mitchell
Songwriter
Narada Michael Walden
Songwriter
Ricky Dunigan
Songwriter
Robert Cooper
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Paul
Producer
Juicy J
Producer
Larry Nix
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Let me just take you somewhere secret
Gonna cut all of the lights down dim
Forget all about your boy, we gonna just flow it, what we feel
Let's share a few private thoughts
I'm not just out for your sex
Let me simplify the things in life that you find complex
Forget what you heard 'bout me 'cause you're a scarecrow groupie
But there's no pressure on you 'cause you know
What you must do, check this out
Let's have a drink and I'll give you time to think
Let me puff this Buddha blunt and cut on this porno bump
Girl, come lounge here by my side, tonight you're my devil's bride
And there's a freak deep inside, have no shame, no need to hide
Why do you keep on blushing? Get it on
Like a slut she, she must be
Kind of tipsy on this Cristal like a gypsy
Now I got her on all fours
'Bout to break down the headboard, crash this broad
On through the wall, now she howling like a dog, sweat poured
We hit the floor, it don't quit, another one ripped
It's just another victim of Lord Infamous late night tip
[Verse 2]
I'm not the type to get involved in long relationships
Taking trips and buying gifts, I'm sorry, I'm not on that tip
If you want romance, you should just stick who you already with
If you in that mood, you can just hit me on that late night tip
I'm not the type to get involved in long relationships
Taking trips and buying gifts, I'm sorry, I'm not on that tip
If you want romance, you should just stick who you already with
If you in that mood, you can just hit me on that late night tip
[Verse 3]
I done seen some funny **** since I got in this game
They wants my crib, they wants my kids since I done gots my fame
I never recall you asking your last boyfriend for Nathan
But now the big bourbon on gold got you aggravated
[Verse 4]
(I need a Coach bag)
I can't be even doing it
(I need my hair done)
Me too, I ain't got nothing to do with it
I've been through with it, you and I since the first time you asked
And might I add, players like me can't be saving your ass
[Verse 5]
I ain't with that nonsense, or that lovey dovey mess
Feeling kinda **** , I call and all I want is sex
Slip on Victoria's Secret's, hit the liquor store before it close
Call Chris so I can get something white to go up in my ****
Now I'm feeling fine, nothing but sex is on my mind
If you cannot please me, boy, then please don't waste all of my time
Got you caught up in the mist
Mystic girl from Triple ****
Late night tip is all we have, **** , it's time, so trick that stick
[Verse 6]
I'm not the type to get involved in long relationships
Taking trips and buying gifts, I'm sorry, I'm not on that tip
If you want romance, you should just stick who you already with
If you in that mood, you can just hit me on that late night tip
I'm not the type to get involved in long relationships
Taking trips and buying gifts, I'm sorry, I'm not on that tip
If you want romance, you should just stick who you already with
If you in that mood, you can just hit me on that late night tip
[Verse 7]
I can't understand why these bops be tripping
Can't stand the heat, get outta the kitchen
Balling and in my Lex drop low to the ground
Just a young player tryna put my bid in
Freaks want a trick that be constantly paying
Not a ghetto thug that be constantly laying
Raymo Inn or the summer motel
Oh, well, that's what the Juice might stay in
Gotta have a lady that wanna do what I do
Like skipping work or love cutting high school
Summon all the players in the Three 6 Mafia
Camcorder on, skinny dipping in the swimming pool
Never try to argue, bother you, or fight
Keep a pack of Jimmy hats strapped on real tight
Fifth of Alize all tall and a Bud Light
Just for you freaks on the moonlight late night
[Verse 8]
Tell me, Three 6, who's that bumping that music
Hypnotizin' Koop, I'll tell you who, I'm 'bout to lose it
Could it be that late night groove type, just inside the body
Always kinda lonely, someone want me, hold me, I say
Come here, come here, come here, the Koopsta crying tears
I can't think positive when no one cares of how I feel
Realize my mind so tired that I even try to find
I cannot lie though, I can ride high late night
[Verse 9]
I'm not the type to get involved in long relationships
Written by: Jordan Houston, L. Mitchell, Lisa Melonie Fischer, Narada Michael Walden, Paul Beauregard, R. Cooper, R. Dunigan, Robert Edward Cooper