paroles de chanson Last Night - YG , Krept & Konan
I
don′t
even
know
what
I
did
last
night
Looked
at
my
phone,
said
quarter
past
five
Bottles
and
sparklers,
models
and
dancers
Tell
your
girlfriend
stop
calling
my
line
I
don't
even
know
what
I
did
last
night
Looked
at
my
phone,
said
quarter
past
five
Bottles
and
sparklers,
models
and
dancers
Tell
your
girlfriend
stop
calling
my
line
I
don′t
even
know,
even
know
Gold
bottles
on
the
table
White
girls
want
a
interracial
They
heard
about
the
horses
in
the
engine
Got
these
bitches
unstable
In
school
we
had
the
Pradas
Now
it's
red
Balenciagas
Walked
in
and
do
a
Kanye
on
niggas
Bitch,
you
ain't
got
the
answers
I′m
not
your
man,
don′t
stress
me
Fuck
buddy?
I
could
be
your
bestie
Said
she
wanna
lie
down
Don't
get
make-up
on
my
bed
sheets
Come
and
step
into
my
office
Should
be
honored
that
I
offered
Smurf
came
in
with
the
machine
on
him
He
didn′t
get
it
from
Florence,
I
don't
even
know
I
don′t
even
know
what
I
did
last
night
Looked
at
my
phone,
said
quarter
past
five
Bottles
and
sparklers,
models
and
dancers
Tell
your
girlfriend
stop
calling
my
line
I
don't
even
know
what
I
did
last
night
Looked
at
my
phone,
said
quarter
past
five
Bottles
and
sparklers,
models
and
dancers
Tell
your
girlfriend
stop
calling
my
line
I
don′t
even
know,
even
know
Gold
chains
lookin'
icey
Boy,
hold
onto
your
wifey
Yeah
we
both
got
Instagram
But
you
ain't
nothin′
like
me
In
the
club,
Konan,
YG
I
don′t
even
need
no
I.D
She
asked
me
if
it's
Gucci
that
I′m
wearing
I
said
bitch
it
might
be
Why
these
girls
so
obsessive?
Why
she
get
the
wrong
impression?
Ain't
even
my
girlfriend
Why
you
wanna
see
my
texts?
Rappers
holler
for
a
feature
But
we
don′t
wanna
do
that
either
With
a
sexy
senorita
Screaming
out
Krep
and
she
ain't
talking
′bout
a
sneaker
I
don't
even
know
what
I
did
last
night
Looked
at
my
phone,
said
quarter
past
five
Bottles
and
sparklers,
models
and
dancers
Tell
your
girlfriend
stop
calling
my
line
I
don't
even
know
what
I
did
last
night
Looked
at
my
phone,
said
quarter
past
five
Bottles
and
sparklers,
models
and
dancers
Tell
your
girlfriend
stop
calling
my
line
Tequila
shots
to
the
head
So
I
don′t
remember
half
of
the
shit
I
just
said
I
put
that
molly
in
a
Avion
Then
asked
if
I
can
fuck,
she
said
yeah
Damn
she
said
it
so
aggressive
She
ain′t
had
sex
in
a
long
time,
she
stressin'
So
I
give
her
this
D,
it
was
so
good
Had
to
tell
that
bitch
stop
calling
me
It′s
a
movie
when
we
pull
up
You
know
it's
over
when
I
pull
out
Tell
me
what′s
beef
when
you
got
a
grill?
That's
a
mah′fuckin'
cookout
I'm
in
the
club
two-steppin′
Looking
like
I′m
holding
my
dick,
but
no,
that's
my
weapon
It′s
YG,
I'm
from
that
west
side
Fuck
with
me
cause
they
know
I′m
with
the
extras
I
don't
even
know
what
I
did
last
night
Looked
at
my
phone,
said
quarter
past
five
Bottles
and
sparklers,
models
and
dancers
Tell
your
girlfriend
stop
calling
my
line
I
don′t
even
know
what
I
did
last
night
Looked
at
my
phone,
said
quarter
past
five
Bottles
and
sparklers,
models
and
dancers
Tell
your
girlfriend
stop
calling
my
line
I
don't
even
know,
even
know
1 The Long Way Home
2 Last Night
3 Fell Apart (Interlude)
4 Fell Apart / Lucky Ones
5 Drifting Away
6 Do It For the Gang
7 I Don't Know
8 Certified
9 Because of You
10 Think About It
11 Freak of the Week
12 Wait Up For Me (Interlude)
13 Wait Up For Me / Waiting
14 F.W.T.S / Active
15 Dreams
16 Roses
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