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Up in the club doing dumb shit Met a bad bitch at the function Don't know what this is, but I'm down Got me spilling drinks all up on the couch I'ma need a late checkout Think I'ma need a late checkout I'ma need to check out late I'ma need a late checkout Think I'ma need to check out late I'm blacking out, both drapes Night just started but it's already off pace I already see cakes, but it ain't my birthday Wouldn't try the icing, I ain't bring no first-aid Somebody done cursed me, hit me up with a spell I'm blowing off work days and the long bells Homie told me that she trouble, but I just can't tell Got nothing that is subtle 'bout the way she belt, she got blow Oh no, I'm just trying to let the bellhop know Don't wait up on a motherfucker once I'm gone But homie, good looking out Think I'ma need a late checkout Think I'ma need a late checkout I'ma need to check out late Letras de cancionesI'ma need a late checkout You can call it what you want, I ain't available A lot of shark inside this inflatable I never get this lit, well that's debatable Get me out the house by 5 and I'm persuadable Knock, knock, nobody there for real 'Cept the whole after-party passed out under the stairs See the opps coming up but I told them to yield See there's only room for girls homie, you gotta chill The room's filled Say "I'll be out when I want, just shoot me the bill" 'Cause I'ma get it while it's good, that's just how I feel So tell security I'll be right out 'Cause I'ma get a late checkout Think I'ma need a late checkout I'ma need to check out late I'ma need a late checkout (Oh no, let's go) From Letras Mania