12 AM - QUE.

Hit me on that late night tip

Just a little after midnight, uh

She be hitting me on some late night shit

After hitting me up to get right, uh

On some late night shit, little after midnight, uh

She be creeping on some late night shit

She just out tryna get right, uh

She just out to get pipe, no delays

On my way right now, bitch I’m on my way

Hit me on that late night tip

Hit you with that late night dick

Know I won’t trip, let me slip em off

Shawty we could do it all, never taking off

We could ball till we fall till the

Motherfucking sun come back up

She only call me after 12 when I’m picking up

She know how to get it up, she can’t get enough

When that clock strike 12

I be waiting for her phone call rolling up a L

So you can get your mind right

She just my type, and she keep it tight, aw!

Till the, motherfucking bus come

And you, yelling to the, tip top of your lungs

When you motherfucking bust one, oh

Keep in mind, you fucking with a boss

So what you waiting for?

Gon' slip em off

Right now!