Tomorrow - JAY WORTHY, LNDN DRGS, Freddie Gibbs

Don’t put me off till tomorrow for what we can do today

Don’t put me off till tomorrow tell me that you want to stay

(Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs)

Yah, Yah White body black top its a new coupe

Silly groupie, take the pee pee in the poop-chute

Billy wear a leather hit it with the whoop woo

Freddie came pulled up in a foreign on a hula hoop

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Niggas act familiar like they knew the crew

I can never hit her I dismiss her if she do the coup

I been crimpin bitches get the digits that’s the usual

Freddie came pulled up in a foreign on a hula hoop

And a Chevy got a?

50 karats BBS a nigga cold with it

Got me whippin' in my kitchen with my own chicken

Baking soda got my (phone?) in it

Don’t put me off till tomorrow for what we can do today

Don’t put me off till tomorrow tell me that you want to stay