Street Lights
Plies feat. Sean Garrett Lyrics

Ay babe before you put your clothes back on I wanna tell you sumthin
Before you leave, I have to tell you something important.

You done somethin in yo life that I ain't never done in my life before And that's fucked a millionaire.
You have slept with a millionaire, as opposed to me who hasn't.

Shawty you hotter than a street light You wanna get did right You wanna get on it I wanna know what's makin you want it
You are attractive and want to be treated well, and I am curious about what is driving your desires.

She never seen me a day in her life All she know my money look right Young street nigga sippin on yak Yeah she see da swag Plus she see the ice Sittin in da chevy listenin to pipe Passenger seat open, room for a wife Niggas wish fo it, but this is my life She walk real stank dats wat I like Jeans stickin to her, pussy look right She get in this whip ain't no cumin back Cause I'm pretty sure I got what you like I can't even front you hotter than the street light
She has never met me before, but is attracted to my wealth, confidence, and style as a 'street nigga'. I am giving her a ride in my car with an available seat, hoping to make her my wife. I am aware that others are envious of my lifestyle, but she is the kind of woman I am drawn to. She climbs into my car knowing that she won't leave anytime soon, as I am sure she is attracted to what I have to offer, just like the bright lights on the street.

She say she don't fuck with broke niggas I told her me too My money been straight, what about you Cause if you broke I don't need to fuck with you Bullshit never I make dreams come true You say your man at work baby what he do He answer phones for a livin ain't that cute I'm in the streets with a nine and he wearin suits Before he fuck you do he finger you n eat you, You got da potential babe of being my boo And bout 30 minutes I can get you loose make you nut Twice before I shoot You hotta than the street light to tell you da truth
She tells me she doesn't date poor men, and I agree. I have always had money, so why would I settle for anything less? I am good at making dreams come true, unlike her current man who has a lame job of answering phones. On the other hand, I run the streets and have a gun, while he is wearing suits. I am confident that I can fulfill all her desires, and in just 30 minutes make her orgasm twice before I orgasm. In my opinion, she is as hot as the bright street lights, as the truth stands.

So many nights you would call me and beg me to cum on over there But you know that your nigga's at home n it's gonna be some shit if I appear You know there ain't no fears So come on baby be foreal If I show him what I carry on He gon start puttin on and imma have to take it there As soon as da street lights come on... Imma come get ya, get ya As soon as da street lights come on... Imma come see ya, see ya As soon as da street lights come on... Imma come get ya, get ya As soon as da street lights come on... Imma come see ya, see ya
She has often called me at night and asked me over, despite her man being at home and causing trouble if I show up. She is not afraid of anything though, and wants me to be honest with her. But, if her man sees me and starts acting up, I will have to do something about it. I promise her to come and get her as soon as the street lights come on, indicating that the night is the time for us to be together.