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    "All Night Everyday" Lyrics

    ESham feat. Kool Keith

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    All night everyday
    [Heather Hunter]
    You can have it your way baby
    All night everyday
    [Heather Hunter]
    I can give you whatchu need
    All night everyday
    [Heather Hunter]
    Beats keep bumpin' 'round my way
    All night everyday
    [Heather Hunter]
    Body needs my super cream

    Get me paid, get sprayed, hang wit' homies that's made
    Come through ya town, put it down like a parade
    See I come from Detroit and it's all about Dylan
    When I Black Jack five dollas stacked to the ceiling
    In my V12 'Boomin' Words' straight from Hell
    Blaze green all day, tell me what do ya smell
    Bump the beat up in city heat, double-oh-7
    East side I ride, AK-47
    You can get a lap dance for less than 20 dollas
    Playas in my city known for poppin' they collas
    The styles that you runnin' 'round wit' is ours
    You and them 'Shady' suckas is nothin' but cowards
    Bang ya brains in the dirt, make ya go bezerk
    If you rap wit' Emily, your ass gon' get murk
    I'm the E to the S to the H-A-M
    If I wasn't then why would I say I am
    Pull a jack, sell a sack 'cuz the babies need similac
    You remember that rollin' in a Cadillac
    You wanna' battle rap, I swing the battle axe
    Chop ya head off until Hailey go tattle that (da-da)


    [Heather Hunter]
    All night everyday you can have it ya way
    I gotta clock my pay from Detroit to LA
    Ok, it's Heather Hunter not the 'Number 1 Stunna'
    In the Collady Fair, fast as the Road Runna
    The bitches they speak about, the freak of the week no doubt
    Ya man was late for dinner 'cuz he was eatin' me out
    I get it on like that 'cuz I was born like that
    Ya man jacked off to my porn in fact
    'Cuz it's too hard to mack me
    I be 'Cummin' on America' 'Action and Jack me'
    Cream on, Heather Hunter, twice as nice
    Screw the right thing and watch the ice bling
    So tell me how you want it, push or pull
    2Pac was ridin' me on a mechanical bull
    It's all I think about, when I be puffin' on a blunt
    Plus I give head like a Shaolin Monk


    [Kool Keith]
    I used to pick up a pan
    My friend keep a CD in the van
    People to win you can
    NATAS back now, suckas don't slack now
    No time to act now, me on the East Side
    Rollin' the E ride, girls can come slide
    Into the dark room, emotional heart room
    Bass can bang-boom, X and mushrooms
    Hotels paid for, freakin' in all the rooms
    Girls, booties get live tonight, spread the lap dance
    Y'all get high tonight, ladies in love
    On my jock, and cry tonight, suckas say 'Why tonight'
    Pick up the hotline, baby, you think ya fine
    I'll putcha first if ya wanna be the girl of mine
    Wine and dine, puffin' chronic, crime
    Move ya curse, grab ya purse
    Me and E shootin' fireworks


    [Heather Hunter Talking/Moaning]
    This song was submitted on March 13th, 2010 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © The Bicycle Music Company.
    Written by Esham Smith, Keith Thornton.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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