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Asian Doll - Fight Night - Lights Out
Fight Night
01. Talk My Shit
02. Eyes Closed
03. Beat a Bitch Up
04. Run Up Get Dun Up
05. Fleek
06. Stank Walk
07. Cravin
08. Lucky Night
09. Dope Boy
10. Everybody Stressed
11. Talk To Em
12. Fight Night
13. Big Racks
14. Lights Out
(Who made the beat? Charlie)

Lights out, bitch (Lights out)
Lights out, bitch (Lights out)
Lights out, bitch (Lights out)
Lights out, bitch (Ayy)

Ever seen a bitch in person who don't
Really 'bout that shit? ('Bout it)
I be four wrap hoes up in that other bitch
She hit the drip (On my mom, yeah)
You can't be out here actin' but lackin'
, That don't make no sense (Lil' ho)

You can't be out here hatin' but fakin' like
You been that bitch (Bitch, you been that bitch)
Bitches rather grab the rubb and grips
To go against one bitch (Fuck is fuck?)
Big as fuck, I hold my own so they can't
Say I'm actin' tough (Fuck is fuck?)

I'm exotic, hoes is toxic, stomp a
Athlete, these ain't Foamposites (Bitch)

I got mileage, your nigga be smilin' (What?), my
Pussy skin strong at the top, livin' lavish (Top)

Lights out, bitch (Lights out)
Lights out, bitch (Lights out)
Lights out, bitch (Lights out)
Lights out, bitch (What?)

I got fame, your new bitch lame (Damn)
I'm gladder, ratchet can't be tamed (Lil' ho)

My nigga said don't fuck with lames (What the
Fuck?), before me, he had fucked a lame (Lame)
I'm too gangsta, aggressive thang, your ho
Neck and might break the chain (Thotty, chain)

My checks so big, I'm spendin' college money
On my diamond chain (Splash, woo, bands)
Fifty, richer than your ex, I see
Through you, don't need Windex (Huh?)

I talk my shit, you give him sex (Talk my shit)
, He curvy beggin' like he Dex (Like he Dex)

In these streets, bitch, we can meet, you want some
Beef, don't beat your feet (What's up? Come on)
When you see me, you gon' speak (Come on)
, I'm turnt up in this bitch, on me (On me)

Lights out, bitch (Lights out)
Lights out, bitch (Lights out)
Lights out, bitch (Lights out)
Lights out, bitch (Ayy)

Bitches talkin', bitches walkin' (What?)
Might as well get some dick for free (Yeah)
Money callin', checks is fallin' (Woo)
No, I can't do shit for free (Hell nah)
Politics be mad, I keep it realer
Than these niggas be (I keep it real)

Stock my views and numbers, they be wishin'
It was some ho in me (Duh, hoes get some, ho)
Gotta shout out Nicki, notice me (What?)
I ride out for my bitch, on me (Ride out, yeah)

Ever since I signed that deal, they sat me
Down 'cause they know I'm a beast (Facts)

I write that shit, I rep that shit (What?)
, I'm Texas, bitch, that's triple D (Bitch)
Put a rap bitch in her place, them regular hoes
Know I be in these streets (In these streets)

I stay up in the sky and peep (What?), my
Floor leather is old as me (Bling, bling)
I'm stuntin' how it's 'posed to be (What?)
He hungry, I'm his groceries (Groceries, duh)

I don't want that nigga, you can keep
That nigga (Hell nah, what the fuck?)
He eat pussy all funny and shit (Goofy ass)

I'm a bad bitch, I get money and shit (Lot of that)
Them days was rainy, now it's sunny and shit (Sunny, hahahaha)
Bitches can't stop shit (Nah, never)
And on my mama, you run up, you gon' get done up (For sure)
But I'ma let y'all hear that on the
Next motherfuckin' song (Okay, okay)
This right here to show you hoes I'm
Forever standin' strong (What's up?)

By my motherfuckin' self