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5am

by T. Mills

on Begin (1968)

[Hook]
5 in the morning
Its 5 in the morning (x3)
Hit the game to the crib so we know what that's about
And if ya ain't f*cking girl ya better get the f*ck out
Its 5 in the morning (x2)

[Verse 1]
5 in the morning (x2)
On the munchies, crying with the money
Getting juice[?]
Amigo bout to see what bout it
When you come to the condo, girl don't you doubt it
Keep your shoes off, have a couple drinks
Know how I play, don't care what you think
I've been on my grind all motherf*cking year
A n*gga like me, I deserve this year
All them things that I told them in the club
Girl you better do it when we get tu the crib
Legs up in the air like Jordan
And your girl with the head
Damn like damn, give it to me baby girl wam
Throw it back on a n*gga like me
Taylor Gang in this b*tch I know them pus*y n*ggas see

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Ain't sh*t changed, you know I rep the game lil n*gga
Everything the same lil n*gga
Instead of worrying about mine, need to get you some change lil n*gga
I been out turning up like a mothaf*cking fool
You know how a playa do
I don't play by the rules
I could show ya something, teach ya something lemme school you to this motherf*cking game here
Ain't no motherf*cking game here
Ain't no motherf*cking snitching
Nah we don't sell names here
No, they waiting for it, yeah I know they ready
Girl that thang got a mothaf*cking kick back
When ya shooting gotta hold it steady


[Hook]