Nightstand Lyrics
| Song | Nightstand |
| Artist | K. Michelle |
| Album | More Issues Than Vogue |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Arin Ray/Austin Owens/Calvin James Price/Christian Ward | |
| 作曲 : Arin Ray/Austin Owens/Calvin James Price/Christian Ward | |
| [Verse 1] | |
| 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 | |
| No, no no no no oh | |
| [Hook ] | |
| So, 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 ****s that I gave you? | |
| Tryna mellow out, I need to blaze up | |
| Can't wait to get my back to my nightstand | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| Right here, on my left | |
| Out and rollin' | |
| 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 | |
| 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 | |
| [Hook] | |
| 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 ****s that I gave you? | |
| [Verse 1] | |
| I got it gridlocked, 2Pac | |
| 3 shots, let it sink in | |
| Hot ride outside | |
| Four door, chauffeur driven, yeah | |
| I've got more to lose than you | |
| Ooh, ooh | |
| Three o'clock in the morning | |
| Y'all be on that other shit, but I ain't on it | |
| Tryna 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 | |
| No, no no no no oh | |
| [Hook] | |
| So, put it on my nightstand, baby | |
| Can you keep it right there baby? | |
| Got it on my nightstand, baby | |
| Pills and these potions gon' save me | |
| Baby, please excuse my behavior | |
| But can I get back the ****s that I gave you? | |
| Tryna mellow out, I need to blaze up | |
| Can't wait to get my back to my nightstand | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| Got a nigga right here on my left | |
| I done rode him to death | |
| Guess I gotta 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 'Rari, Bugatti you rapping 'bout, boo | |
| Boy, it's levels, you lyin' | |
| Ain't none of it true | |
| Just being honest, I promise the jewelry that you gave me | |
| I never even wear it and I like Drake better than you | |
| All my boss bitches know | |
| [Hook x2] | |
| So, put it on my nightstand, baby | |
| Can you keep it right there baby? | |
| Got it on my nightstand, baby | |
| Pills and these potions gon' save me | |
| Baby, please excuse my behavior | |
| But can I get back the ****s that I gave you? | |
| Tryna LOL out, I need to blaze up | |
| Can't wait to get my back to my nightstand | |
| [Verse 3] | |
| (Hold up!) | |
| Uh! | |
| Wish these niggas knew me better | |
| Tryna tell me who I had in my bed | |
| Poppin' Percocets by the two | |
| You ain't talking money, keep it movin' | |
| Every time I come around | |
| Here's a, here's another lie on the cover | |
| Are they friends? Or just ****in'? | |
| You know something gonna come from it | |
| These petty bitches lyin', they don't know bout me | |
| You can be a player 'bout it | |
| And tell me to my face, what you say about me? | |
| Can't spend another day on it | |
| Save it for The Shade Room | |
| 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 |
| zuo ci : Arin Ray Austin Owens Calvin James Price Christian Ward | |
| zuo qu : Arin Ray Austin Owens Calvin James Price Christian Ward | |
| Verse 1 | |
| 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 | |
| No, no no no no oh | |
| Hook | |
| So, 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 s that I gave you? | |
| Tryna mellow out, I need to blaze up | |
| Can' t wait to get my back to my nightstand | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Right here, on my left | |
| Out and rollin' | |
| 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 | |
| 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 | |
| Hook | |
| 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 s that I gave you? | |
| Verse 1 | |
| I got it gridlocked, 2Pac | |
| 3 shots, let it sink in | |
| Hot ride outside | |
| Four door, chauffeur driven, yeah | |
| I' ve got more to lose than you | |
| Ooh, ooh | |
| Three o' clock in the morning | |
| Y' all be on that other shit, but I ain' t on it | |
| Tryna 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 | |
| No, no no no no oh | |
| Hook | |
| So, put it on my nightstand, baby | |
| Can you keep it right there baby? | |
| Got it on my nightstand, baby | |
| Pills and these potions gon' save me | |
| Baby, please excuse my behavior | |
| But can I get back the s that I gave you? | |
| Tryna mellow out, I need to blaze up | |
| Can' t wait to get my back to my nightstand | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Got a nigga right here on my left | |
| I done rode him to death | |
| Guess I gotta please myself | |
| Heyyeah, 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 ' Rari, Bugatti you rapping ' bout, boo | |
| Boy, it' s levels, you lyin' | |
| Ain' t none of it true | |
| Just being honest, I promise the jewelry that you gave me | |
| I never even wear it and I like Drake better than you | |
| All my boss bitches know | |
| Hook x2 | |
| So, put it on my nightstand, baby | |
| Can you keep it right there baby? | |
| Got it on my nightstand, baby | |
| Pills and these potions gon' save me | |
| Baby, please excuse my behavior | |
| But can I get back the s that I gave you? | |
| Tryna LOL out, I need to blaze up | |
| Can' t wait to get my back to my nightstand | |
| Verse 3 | |
| Hold up! | |
| Uh! | |
| Wish these niggas knew me better | |
| Tryna tell me who I had in my bed | |
| Poppin' Percocets by the two | |
| You ain' t talking money, keep it movin' | |
| Every time I come around | |
| Here' s a, here' s another lie on the cover | |
| Are they friends? Or just in'? | |
| You know something gonna come from it | |
| These petty bitches lyin', they don' t know bout me | |
| You can be a player ' bout it | |
| And tell me to my face, what you say about me? | |
| Can' t spend another day on it | |
| Save it for The Shade Room | |
| 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 |
| zuò cí : Arin Ray Austin Owens Calvin James Price Christian Ward | |
| zuò qǔ : Arin Ray Austin Owens Calvin James Price Christian Ward | |
| Verse 1 | |
| 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 | |
| No, no no no no oh | |
| Hook | |
| So, 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 s that I gave you? | |
| Tryna mellow out, I need to blaze up | |
| Can' t wait to get my back to my nightstand | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Right here, on my left | |
| Out and rollin' | |
| 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 | |
| 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 | |
| Hook | |
| 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 s that I gave you? | |
| Verse 1 | |
| I got it gridlocked, 2Pac | |
| 3 shots, let it sink in | |
| Hot ride outside | |
| Four door, chauffeur driven, yeah | |
| I' ve got more to lose than you | |
| Ooh, ooh | |
| Three o' clock in the morning | |
| Y' all be on that other shit, but I ain' t on it | |
| Tryna 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 | |
| No, no no no no oh | |
| Hook | |
| So, put it on my nightstand, baby | |
| Can you keep it right there baby? | |
| Got it on my nightstand, baby | |
| Pills and these potions gon' save me | |
| Baby, please excuse my behavior | |
| But can I get back the s that I gave you? | |
| Tryna mellow out, I need to blaze up | |
| Can' t wait to get my back to my nightstand | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Got a nigga right here on my left | |
| I done rode him to death | |
| Guess I gotta please myself | |
| Heyyeah, 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 ' Rari, Bugatti you rapping ' bout, boo | |
| Boy, it' s levels, you lyin' | |
| Ain' t none of it true | |
| Just being honest, I promise the jewelry that you gave me | |
| I never even wear it and I like Drake better than you | |
| All my boss bitches know | |
| Hook x2 | |
| So, put it on my nightstand, baby | |
| Can you keep it right there baby? | |
| Got it on my nightstand, baby | |
| Pills and these potions gon' save me | |
| Baby, please excuse my behavior | |
| But can I get back the s that I gave you? | |
| Tryna LOL out, I need to blaze up | |
| Can' t wait to get my back to my nightstand | |
| Verse 3 | |
| Hold up! | |
| Uh! | |
| Wish these niggas knew me better | |
| Tryna tell me who I had in my bed | |
| Poppin' Percocets by the two | |
| You ain' t talking money, keep it movin' | |
| Every time I come around | |
| Here' s a, here' s another lie on the cover | |
| Are they friends? Or just in'? | |
| You know something gonna come from it | |
| These petty bitches lyin', they don' t know bout me | |
| You can be a player ' bout it | |
| And tell me to my face, what you say about me? | |
| Can' t spend another day on it | |
| Save it for The Shade Room | |
| 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 |
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