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SHORT DAWG FT. YA BOY & VAIN lyrics : "5AM"

Middle finger to my haters, and the comentators
Shades by Versace, snap back gators
Used to take the stairs, now the crib got elevators

And I keep some hoes on it, don't believe me, ask the neighbors
Now they come in all flavors, lookin for a savior
They can see the star in me, Chuck Taylor

Put your girl on probation and I'ma violate her
They know I'm mean bindess, like hally person and blazer
I be hittin these boppers cause I be sick with the flow

Then be with things someone's knockin from how I get to the door
Got so much wisdom and knowledge, is like I've been here before
They tryina get me out the game, like the engine redo

But yo, you know the boy fresh like pro tools
Pull up in the lotus, sippin on that slow juice
They activist and I ain't talking neighborhood watch

I'm married to the streets cause the pays me good gwap

[Hook]

5 in the mornin, all my ^!$$%s on it,
Still poppin bottles, caught up in the moment
You get into, got me spit the flowin

I beat the thing gulp and your girl was my opponent
Tol up, if you want it, gotta put your mouth on it
if you want it, gotta put your mouth on it, hoe

if you want it, gotta put your mouth on it, hoe
if you want it, gotta put your mouth on it, hoe


I could give a matter fact, I could give 2 $#&@s
All white, everything like the ku klux
Making wife with her wedding ring when she do us

Cali tree and this purple drink got me screwed up
(*##$ super bad and the maserati suped up
Crap a ^!$$% or catch a fade like a new cut

(*##$es in my house pop the bub light a new dutch
Then I'm in they mouth like a mother$#&@ing tooth brush
I be the realest ^!$$% ever $#&@in rockstar

Haters put my name in they mouth and get locked jaw
Young cali ^!$$% and I'm trappy then a bed
I'm a fly hood ^!$$%, head nappy but I'm rich


[Hook]
5 in the mornin, all my ^!$$%s on it,

Still poppin bottles, caught up in the moment
You get into, got me spit the flowin
I beat the thing gulp and your girl was my opponent

Tol up, if you want it, gotta put your mouth on it
if you want it, gotta put your mouth on it, hoe
if you want it, gotta put your mouth on it, hoe

if you want it, gotta put your mouth on it, hoe

Vain in the building, ^!$$% $#&@ your feelings

Your (*##$ wanna hang like a light on the ceilin
You mad that we dealing, the hunneds they peelin
And my (*##$ bad, she a villain

I be chillin on y'alls and then I party on both
And I don't talk a lot but the watch like the?
Start to chiefin a lot, I'm in the pot like a roast

And I get bread every night, we drinkin pain just to toast
Yeah, swerving in the coupe, doin 90 on it
She give good head, that's my mami on her

It's right that I'm bout my paper
Sippin blue dot, double shot, no chaser


[Hook]
5 in the mornin, all my ^!$$%s on it,
Still poppin bottles, caught up in the moment

You get into, got me spit the flowin
I beat the thing gulp and your girl was my opponent
Tol up, if you want it, gotta put your mouth on it

if you want it, gotta put your mouth on it, hoe
if you want it, gotta put your mouth on it, hoe
if you want it, gotta put your mouth on it, hoe.


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