Next Morning Proof
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[Intro: Proof]
For all my titty bar niggas and my titty bar bitches
To them niggas that's getting that money
Anyone getting they motherfucking money
Detoit gon' get this money, let's go y'all
D12!
[Hook: Anita Baker]
Ain't no need in worrying
What the night is gonna bring, mmm
'Cause it'll be all over
In the morning
[Verse 1: Proof]
Proof the name on Shyne, cool my aim online
Shady took the world fool, the game is all mine
Y'all gossip and babble, I hit the cockpit from the gravel
Spit so-so for retails, save the hot shit for battle
Got clips and ammo like henhouse and big wheel
Since I pushed a big wheel mind was on a big deal
Get Real Or Die Trying, the [?] Iron Fist
Is a pirate ship where my [?] hired hits
Iron sense, open the door, go get your Armaguard broken in four
Time to stand up, no joking no more
We open the sores and pick at the wounds
I said you pull first and I'll get at y'all soon
It's like I made the left one jealous when sucking the right titty
I'm quite busy like Tommy V. from Vice City
Y'all on top, y'all hot, that spot
It's not yours forever, make room, here come Detroit nigga
For all my titty bar niggas and my titty bar bitches
To them niggas that's getting that money
Anyone getting they motherfucking money
Detoit gon' get this money, let's go y'all
D12!
[Hook: Anita Baker]
Ain't no need in worrying
What the night is gonna bring, mmm
'Cause it'll be all over
In the morning
[Verse 1: Proof]
Proof the name on Shyne, cool my aim online
Shady took the world fool, the game is all mine
Y'all gossip and babble, I hit the cockpit from the gravel
Spit so-so for retails, save the hot shit for battle
Got clips and ammo like henhouse and big wheel
Since I pushed a big wheel mind was on a big deal
Get Real Or Die Trying, the [?] Iron Fist
Is a pirate ship where my [?] hired hits
Iron sense, open the door, go get your Armaguard broken in four
Time to stand up, no joking no more
We open the sores and pick at the wounds
I said you pull first and I'll get at y'all soon
It's like I made the left one jealous when sucking the right titty
I'm quite busy like Tommy V. from Vice City
Y'all on top, y'all hot, that spot
It's not yours forever, make room, here come Detroit nigga
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