Lyrics 6am - Papoose, Jadakiss, Jim Jones

6am

6 in the morning, police at my door
6 in the morning, police at my door
6 in the morning, police at my door
They would save blings blings if my jewels could talk
So you can stare see me shining when the room get dark
I’m like Tony Danzel I’ll show you who’s the boss
Teach my work on who’s the fins and who’s the nox
and some lot of niggas out trying to prove they hard
so you hit they cousin up and make em move their arm,
yeah I would wild out and let the.
just spot,
but you know how to hood some as school just start
all the basket want.
miss in school just watch
Bet your money lose a little or lose a lot
they beat us by one point get em doose for shot,
but I’m a sward lose us, so I had to shoot up the pot
I wouldn’t rob your man if the pool was smart
but a fool in his money, well soon depart,
then I went to my crib with a sleep out four,
when I woke up police was at my door, damn.
6 in the morning, police at my door (x 4)
Yo yo, just end of the day game out that’s the truth,
babe out, they hit the crib take a shower watch your coop leg
Glad not popped off, gotta get the bag out of the crib,
goose strapped off, so whitney get knocked off,
uh then I got a short pain in my chest
but no one I ain’t supposed to have in the place I rest
yes, but it’s a half of joint in there
2−40 a house at the house.
at the holla points in there
few points a diesel, couple pounds of purple
gal a little water, plus a thousand circle,
a man hear me sayin that he be here in a minute,
all I gotta do is rapping and bring it down to the.
it.
By now, it’s a little past five and I’m still tryin to roll,
could barely open my eyes, next thing I know she giving me a massage
that will waking up bridge, I woke up to a surprise.
6 in the morning, police at my door (x 4)
They go six in the morning police at my door,
then 5 in the morning I was up in this., she had good hands
then 4 in the morning she was at the club door,
a few hours before and I was looking fresh at his door,
now weak me for that I was at the call out,
thinking convertible, so I could make the broad up
a half of million cash of a three month run,
them rubber band stacks and tend G love songs,
Police is on our back 'cause we dump guns,
so when burg gangs outside motherf*cker just run,
who just run like the hify life,
I told you life was a bitch not the wify type,
hell we got the white bricks if the price is right,
catch you standing on the strip on the icy wife
season the ass we in the V switching kids
dropping the top room weed in the air,.
you’re showing the ass
and next thing I know I got the detective of my face
so active your type of questions I don’t know shit forgive my.
6 in the morning, police at my door (x 4)