(feat. Three 6 Mafia)




[Chorus]

She's my 

Late night automatic 

Automatic 

One call automatic 

Now she's coming automatic 



[Three 6 Mafia]

We in the club 

We on patrol 

We and the beat 

I'll beat your wrong 

Like michael phelps it me on the bar 

Callin on the phone 

It was me on phone 

I try to get with her 

We said we would lick her 

Try to be coming down with all 

These tears 

Yea she's the one that can make her boody wiggle 

She's from pittsburg and her body as a wuna 



Love me a girl who can deal with this here 

Make it walk 

Make it ride 

Make it drive 

Make it dance 

Make it move from your hair 

Bring it down to the floor 

Take a shot 

Drink a beer 



On the weight on my car 

And make them jog 

On the roof 

On the roof 

On the peer 

On the wall 

Like dance dance 

Like a dog she's a fiend 

Like a doll 



[Chorus (2x)]



[Three 6 Mafia]



[Chorus (2x)]



She stay's home 

And theirs nothin in all 

She waits till I here the baby 

Then it's on 

And she's not a shamed 

To be their for the child 

And she's my late night 

Call her my late night 



[Chorus (2x)]



Automatic