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[Chorus] [Esham] All night everyday [Heather Hunter] You can have it your way baby [Esham] All night everyday [Heather Hunter] I can give you whatchu need [Esham] All night everyday [Heather Hunter] Beats keep bumpin' 'round my way [Esham] All night everyday [Heather Hunter] Body needs my super cream [Esham] Get me paid, get sprayed, hang wit' homies that's made Come through ya town, put it down like a parade See I come from Detroit and it's all about Dylan When I Black Jack five dollas stacked to the ceiling In my V12 'Boomin' Words' straight from Hell Blaze green all day, tell me what do ya smell Bump the beat up in city heat, double-oh-7 Letras de cancionesEast side I ride, AK-47 You can get a lap dance for less than 20 dollas Playas in my city known for poppin' they collas The styles that you runnin' 'round wit' is ours You and them 'Shady' suckas is nothin' but cowards Bang ya brains in the dirt, make ya go bezerk If you rap wit' Emily, your ass gon' get murk I'm the E to the S to the H-A-M If I wasn't then why would I say I am Pull a jack, sell a sack 'cuz the babies need similac You remember that rollin' in a Cadillac You wanna' battle rap, I swing the battle axe Chop ya head off until Hailey go tattle that (da-da) [Chorus] [Heather Hunter] All night everyday you can have it ya way I gotta clock my pay from Detroit to LA Ok, it's Heather Hunter not the 'Number 1 Stunna' In the Collady Fair, fast as the Road Runna The bitches they speak about, the freak of the week no doubt Ya man was late for dinner 'cuz he was eatin' me out I get it on like that 'cuz I was born like that Ya man jacked off to my porn in fact 'Cuz it's too hard to mack me I be 'Cummin' on America' 'Action and Jack me' Cream on, Heather Hunter, twice as nice Screw the right thing and watch the ice bling So tell me how you want it, push or pull 2Pac was ridin' me on a mechanical bull It's all I think about, when I be puffin' on a blunt Plus I give head like a Shaolin Monk [Chorus] [Kool Keith] I used to pick up a pan My friend keep a CD in the van People to win you can NATAS back now, suckas don't slack now No time to act now, me on the East Side Rollin' the E ride, girls can come slide Into the dark room, emotional heart room Bass can bang-boom, X and mushrooms Hotels paid for, freakin' in all the rooms Girls, booties get live tonight, spread the lap dance Y'all get high tonight, ladies in love On my jock, and cry tonight, suckas say 'Why tonight' Pick up the hotline, baby, you think ya fine I'll putcha first if ya wanna be the girl of mine Wine and dine, puffin' chronic, crime Move ya curse, grab ya purse Me and E shootin' fireworks Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-fireworks [Chorus] [Heather Hunter Talking/Moaning] From Letras Mania