In the middle of the night I sing a song for you
In the middle of the night I sing a song for you
What's up with that? Uh uh Uh
The name's G.I. Jeff, Throat Coat on the breath, don't know guitar
Don't know a f*cking FRET Don't even know piano
Grew up on Rambo hold it down low key like my man
Brando
You could watch the Champ from the stands like a fan
Or you could start to chant when I jam with the band
Hold the mic, got the cold flow - underbite
Only know the time when the boy's are on the motorbikes
It's 12 O'clock when I hop scotch so Huddle Up
The only women I f*ck wit, got the bubble butt
The fact of the matter, is that I'm back and I'm madder
Yeah I'm fed up, got a little bit fatter
I wake up in the morning pull a loaf out the bread box
Chop it, slice it, till your head knock
My Beats are bumping like Mark Hamill's face
Never had a dark handle tucked in the waste
My sog's part Labrador, never took an Adirol
When I was 7 man I wish I had a catapult
In the middle of the night I sing a song for you
In the middle of the night I sing a song for you
In the middle of the night I sing a song for you
Like ginger root on the plate it's a shimmy, uh, raw uncut, like George Carlin in the 80s
Been a kid in the suit since Robin Williams played a genie
The media love me, to distract you from the problems in Haiti
Folks shady, Tom Brady, and the only Patriot will be frontin
Nah, you can't spell something with nuthin, are you jammin up the buttons
And you leave it on your cousins to fix. Nah
I live life like Twix. Two for the crew leave you left with the kiss
Sweet enough to make a root canal
Rappers got fake teeth and I seen em with the tooth is out
Gummin on the ones with beats like truck stop honey buns
Disappointed as another one, they surround me
Like pools of indecision, the internet our mental prison
But now I'm finished with my sentence, and you looking for a dentist
Damn girl gonna make ya feel good
Damn girl gonna make ya feel better
Damn girl gonna make ya feel great
Damn girls don't you ever settle
In the Middle of the night I sing a song for you
In the Middle of the night I sing a song for you
In the Middle of the night I sing a song for you
In the Middle of the night I sing a song for you
In the Middle of the night I sing a song for you
In the Middle of the night I sing a song for you
In the Middle of the In the Middle of the
In the Middle of the night I sing a song for you
In the Middle of the night I sing a song for you
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In the middle of the night I sing a song for you
In the middle of the night I sing a song for you
What's up with that? Uh uh Uh
The name's G.I. Jeff, Throat Coat on the breath, don't know guitar
Don't know a f*cking FRET Don't even know piano
Grew up on Rambo hold it down low key like my man
Brando
You could watch the Champ from the stands like a fan
Or you could start to chant when I jam with the band
Hold the mic, got the cold flow - underbite
Only know the time when the boy's are on the motorbikes
It's 12 O'clock when I hop scotch so Huddle Up
The only women I f*ck wit, got the bubble butt
The fact of the matter, is that I'm back and I'm madder
Yeah I'm fed up, got a little bit fatter
I wake up in the morning pull a loaf out the bread box
Chop it, slice it, till your head knock
My Beats are bumping like Mark Hamill's face
Never had a dark handle tucked in the waste
My sog's part Labrador, never took an Adirol
When I was 7 man I wish I had a catapult
In the middle of the night I sing a song for you
In the middle of the night I sing a song for you
In the middle of the night I sing a song for you
Like ginger root on the plate it's a shimmy, uh, raw uncut, like George Carlin in the 80s
Been a kid in the suit since Robin Williams played a genie
The media love me, to distract you from the problems in Haiti
Folks shady, Tom Brady, and the only Patriot will be frontin
Nah, you can't spell something with nuthin, are you jammin up the buttons
And you leave it on your cousins to fix. Nah
I live life like Twix. Two for the crew leave you left with the kiss
Sweet enough to make a root canal
Rappers got fake teeth and I seen em with the tooth is out
Gummin on the ones with beats like truck stop honey buns
Disappointed as another one, they surround me
Like pools of indecision, the internet our mental prison
But now I'm finished with my sentence, and you looking for a dentist
Damn girl gonna make ya feel good
Damn girl gonna make ya feel better
Damn girl gonna make ya feel great
Damn girls don't you ever settle
In the Middle of the night I sing a song for you
In the Middle of the night I sing a song for you
In the Middle of the night I sing a song for you
In the Middle of the night I sing a song for you
In the Middle of the night I sing a song for you
In the Middle of the night I sing a song for you
In the Middle of the In the Middle of the
In the Middle of the night I sing a song for you
In the Middle of the night I sing a song for you
In the middle of the night I sing a song for you
What's up with that? Uh uh Uh
The name's G.I. Jeff, Throat Coat on the breath, don't know guitar
Don't know a f*cking FRET Don't even know piano
Grew up on Rambo hold it down low key like my man
Brando
You could watch the Champ from the stands like a fan
Or you could start to chant when I jam with the band
Hold the mic, got the cold flow - underbite
Only know the time when the boy's are on the motorbikes
It's 12 O'clock when I hop scotch so Huddle Up
The only women I f*ck wit, got the bubble butt
The fact of the matter, is that I'm back and I'm madder
Yeah I'm fed up, got a little bit fatter
I wake up in the morning pull a loaf out the bread box
Chop it, slice it, till your head knock
My Beats are bumping like Mark Hamill's face
Never had a dark handle tucked in the waste
My sog's part Labrador, never took an Adirol
When I was 7 man I wish I had a catapult
In the middle of the night I sing a song for you
In the middle of the night I sing a song for you
In the middle of the night I sing a song for you
Like ginger root on the plate it's a shimmy, uh, raw uncut, like George Carlin in the 80s
Been a kid in the suit since Robin Williams played a genie
The media love me, to distract you from the problems in Haiti
Folks shady, Tom Brady, and the only Patriot will be frontin
Nah, you can't spell something with nuthin, are you jammin up the buttons
And you leave it on your cousins to fix. Nah
I live life like Twix. Two for the crew leave you left with the kiss
Sweet enough to make a root canal
Rappers got fake teeth and I seen em with the tooth is out
Gummin on the ones with beats like truck stop honey buns
Disappointed as another one, they surround me
Like pools of indecision, the internet our mental prison
But now I'm finished with my sentence, and you looking for a dentist
Damn girl gonna make ya feel good
Damn girl gonna make ya feel better
Damn girl gonna make ya feel great
Damn girls don't you ever settle
In the Middle of the night I sing a song for you
In the Middle of the night I sing a song for you
In the Middle of the night I sing a song for you
In the Middle of the night I sing a song for you
In the Middle of the night I sing a song for you
In the Middle of the night I sing a song for you
In the Middle of the In the Middle of the
In the Middle of the night I sing a song for you
In the Middle of the night I sing a song for you
Writer: Jeff Ledell, Kate Siefker, Lew Bruno
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid