| DJ on the beat so it’s a banger
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| Von
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| Man, it’s three in the morning (Uh-huh)
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| I’m thinking 'bout hitting this lick
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| I know what y’all thinking, I’m bogus
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| I’m supposed to be home with a bitch
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| Nah, see, I pay the rent, yeah, and I got a kid, damn
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| Plus, his pockets thick, the shit I’ma take he won’t even miss
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| Now this shit a risk 'cause I asked about him and he play with stick
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| But it is what it is, if that nigga rich then I’m busting his shit
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| Yeah, see, even I flinch, nah, 'cause my finger itch
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| But here come his whip, but he ain’t alone, he came with a bitch
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| See I ain’t changing no plans, it is what it is, I am what I am
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| And if his bitch got some sense, when I up this blick his hoe better get down
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| From the look this bitch Burberry’s down
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| From the look this bitch bands and Chanel
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| From back end she a ten on the scale
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| I think I might just take her as well
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| Let me stop being' silly, they going in the building, I’m going in with 'em
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| God please let him do what I say, if he don’t, he gone be coming to get me
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| See, I’m high and a little bit of tipsy
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| But I’m focused, I’m thirsty, it’s in me
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| Caught him lackin', put the Glock to his kidney
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| He start shaking and squirming and fidgeting
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| Told the bitch, «Don't look my way,» if she do, her whole face gone be missing
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| And she stay with her face to the wall so I guess that she got the picture
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| I want the money, it could be so simple
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| And your jewelry shit look official
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| If he play, gun blow like a whistle
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| Pat him down, look, what? |
| I found his pistol
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| Looked to the right 'cause I heard a giggle
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| Turned around and this bitch my sister
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| «Aye Kayla, why you dressed like a hooker?
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| And all the niggas that you fuck with be pussy?»
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| Damn, look, man, I’m sorry, I’m sorry for ruining' y’all party
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| But I’m keeping the money and jewelry
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| Just walk it off, you would thank me tomorrow
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| Man, these niggas be bitches, straight ho, flat out, he sissy
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| Play with King Von, he tripping
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| Find out where he stay next week, he missing
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| A nigga diss me, he won’t do it again
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| I rob a nigga and do it again
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| I come through your block and kill two of your friends
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| It’s do or die, is you gone ride? |
| (Gang)
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| DJ on the beat so it’s a banger |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 3 A.M. , by - King Von. Song from the album Levon James, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп