3am

It’s 3 a.m. I got the drugs in me, I been passing time nigga It’s 3 a.m. where is the plug homie, I ain’t satisfied It’s 3 a.m. I got the drugs on me, I been passing time nigga It’s 3 a.m. where is the plug homie, I ain’t satisfied Is that shit gone put a hole in my tongue Where I’m slurring my words that I cannot pronounce If I’m blazing that shit, get me higher than runtz If I’m eating that shit, get me trippin a bunch Don’t be scared to get hit baby open your lungs If you open your eyes then we fucked up the fun Something ain’t right nigga hang up the phone I got a gut feeling, a mind of its own I’m hearing the clicking, I put ‘em on hold Holdup nigga I ain’t put ‘em on hold F*ck it, imma just go meet ‘em at bold Don’t play no games bitch you too old She cheating, and I been watching her hoe Fucking it up and she touching her toes And she got another, shorty I ain’t fucking witcha Take her down like Chris Brown, I ain’t worried bout her, I ain’t pissed now So I told shorty go sit down, cause she can’t stand my shit now Let me hit for a fifth round, cause I’m tryna get down How can I make this sound right, without tryna make a sound I Don’t need your fucking mouth I Don’t need your fucking doubts I Wonder what that’s about I Bring that shit back around I Don’t need your fucking mouth I Don’t need your fucking doubts I Wonder what that’s about I Bring that shit back around I It’s 3 a.m. I got the drugs in me, I been passing time nigga It’s 3 a.m. where is the plug homie, I ain’t satisfied It’s 3 a.m. I got the drugs on me, I been passing time nigga It’s 3 a.m. where is the plug homie, I ain’t satisfied If I take my mind off sumn’ imma take my time don’t run aye I been on my grind for sumn’ imma make you mine just one day Why am I tryna f*ck on a Sunday, I am a sex junky And imma do my dance I’m funky, I’m funky Uh, I do my dance Aye, I do my dance Aye, uh, I do my dance I do my dance I do my dance-dance