Nightstand Lyrics - More Issues Than Vogue - K. Michelle

I got it gridlocked, 2 Pac 

3 shots, Let it sink in 

Hot ride outside 

Four door, chauffeur driven 

Here 

I've got more to lose than you 

Uuh uuh 

Three o'clock in the morning 

Y'all be on that other shit, but I ain't on it 

Tryina give me your advice, but I don't want it 

I've got things to do 

Phone ring, I call em later 

Just dissed this nigga for my vibrator 

Hope you ain't in trouble 

Cause I can't save you 

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No, no no no no oh 

put it on my nightstand, baby 

Can you keep it right there baby? 

Got it on my nightstand, baby 

Excuse me, These won't just save me 

Baby, please excuse my behavior 

But can I get back the fucks that I gave you? 

Tryna mellow out, I need to blaze up 

Can't wait to get my back to my nightstand 

Got a nigga right here, on my left 

I've done rolled him to death 

I guess I have to please myself 

Hey yeah yeah 

Tell me why I can't feel it no more? 

Most of y'all niggas can't afford sleeping in my bed 

Oh, ooh 

That new rrari, Bugatti you rapping about, boo 

Its levels you're lying ain't none of it true 

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Just being honest I promise that jewelry that you gave me 

I never even wear it and I like Drake better than you 

All my boss bitches know 

So, put it on my nightstand, baby 

Can you keep it right there baby? 

Got it on my nightstand, baby 

Excuse me, These potions won't just save me 

Baby, please excuse my behavior 

But can I get back the fucks that I gave you? 

Tryna mellow out, I need to blaze up 

Can't wait to get my back to my nightstand 

So, put it on my nightstand, baby 

Can you keep it right there baby? 

Got it on my nightstand, baby 

Excuse me, These potions won't just save me 

Baby, please excuse my behavior 

But can I get back the fucks that I gave you? 

Tryna mellow out, I need to blaze up 

Can't wait to get my back to my nightstand 

Uhhhhh 

Wished these niggas knew me better 

Tryina tell me who I had in my bed 

Poppin' percasetes by the tube 

He ain't talking money, keep it moving 

Every time I come around 

Here's a, here's another lie on the cover 

Are they friends? Or just fucking? 

You know something gon' come from it 

These petty bitches lien they don't know bout me 

You can be a play about it 

And tell it to my face, what you say about me? 

Can't spend another day on it 

Save it for the shaderoom 

Oh ooh oh 

Put it on my nightstand, baby 

Oh ooh uuh uuh 

Put it on my nightstand 

Put it on my nightstand, baby 

Put it on my nightstand 

Put it on my nightstand, baby