All night long! (all night) All night long! (all night) All night long! (all night) All night long! Everyone you meet They're jamming in the street All night long
a party! All night long! (all night) All night long! (all night) All night long! (all night) All night long! Everyone you meet They're jamming in the street All night long
the beeper number is all you can spell thats cool cuz Ima beep you like a pimp then sit by the phone waiting for the chance to make ya all my own [chorus
b-ody Ah baby, ah baby, ah baby [Verse 2:] Now the word is Nobody ever gets too close to talk to you for too long All the gossip about you, it's all
money, like anybody else, so I pay him whatever I can But lately, all he talks about, is himself, in all his clout And the long, long nights when the
HEY! Chorus [Nelly] St. Louis y'all, uh, uh Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Uh, can you feel that? Lunatics y'all, uh, uh Uh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Uh, uh, Uncle Phil up above y'all
way Open mouth closed eyes No words are escaping It's all a blur It's too dark to see Ain't it pretty the way it all streaks together at night I think
taken care of everything The words you hear the songs you sing The pictures that give pleasure to your eyes It's one for all and all for one We work together
-oh! If the head right, Nelly there every night St. Louis y'all, uh, uh, uh oh Uh, can you feel that? Lunatics y'all, uh, uh, uh oh Uh, uh, Uncle Phil up above y'all
is all you can spell that's cool 'Cuz I'ma beep you like a pimp then sit by the phone Waiting for the chance to make ya all my own They turned dollars
on the mind of a menace (Mind of a menace) See I been to known to grind for a minute (Grind for a minute) Had to hustle for a year to survive in the
WRITTEN BY KEVIN BACON, MICHAEL BACON She woke me up late last night She said something don't feel right I think it would be best for me To get
ve taken care of everything The words you hear the songs you sing The pictures that give pleasure to your eyes It's one for all and all for one We work
National Geographic niggas is known for flippin This animal wildlife surround me I live in, and flow through the jungle At night on Expedition, I got a jones for
looking for a harder crystal, I'm feeling for something smoother I'm listening for a starter pistol. three sheets to the wind and I'm using clouds for
signs no signs I'm at a loss for words No lights no lights no signs no signs I'm at a loss for words I'm at a loss for words Now conversation sparks
And leave behind these chains that keep me captive My life a ruin, it has ruined me I smell my soul rotting; it fades away with the years O bastard life, for too long
