| Uh, ay, uh, ay, uh, ay, ay, ay Here we go, here we go Let’s get it It’s Young Jizzle and I’m back with Timbo (whoa)
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| With another hit, ya still stuck in a limbo (damn)
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| An adlib here, and an adlib there (ay)
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| Fuck it, adlibs everywhere (yeeeeeeeeah)
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| As I proceed to give ya what you need (need)
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| Spit tre drop, nigga cocoa leaves (leaves)
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| A-Town pimp, tell me what you know about it Wanna talk white, I’ll tell ya what I know about it (haha)
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| I’m on that Grey Goose, higher than a pelican (damn)
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| Sophmore year, but I spit it like a veteran (yup)
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| Gangsta, gangsta, you can tell by the swag (swag)
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| And it’s fresh off the lot, you can tell by the tag, what’s up?
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| It’s about three in the morning (ay)
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| Gotta leave with somethin hot cuz a nigga horny (yeeeeeah)
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| Now I’m in the parking lot, baby all over me (haha)
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| Ay, ay, wait a minute ha (let's go)
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| It’s about three in the morning (ay)
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| Got my thang, cocked cuz them boys they be on it (yeah)
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| Niggaz they be talkin but, they don’t really want it (what ya say?)
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| Ay, ay, wait a minute ha (let's go)
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| The flow’s so cold (yup) and I’m so cool (whoa)
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| Let a nigga try, I’mma act a damn fool (ay)
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| Got that welfare, we call it old school
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| Then we mix it all up, call it Pro Tools (haha)
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| Serve em demo tracks (tracks) let em demo that (yeah)
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| All these bitches in the club, where the bad ones at? |
| (huh)
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| She got a mean walk (walk) I got a big stick (yeah)
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| I see ya muggin homie, I got a full clip (yeeeeeeah)
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| See I master that, and then I mastered this
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| Then I bring it all back, I gotta master wrist
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| I was on dro (dro) and she was on Hen (Hen)
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| She was on her, and I was zonin (let's get it)
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| Verse three, I’m back to the basics (yup)
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| Fresh out the jeweler, came back with the bracelet (ay)
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| Blowing haze yea dogg I can taste it Parked the 430 came back in a spaceship (damn)
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| And my whip game (game) is so sick mayne (yeah)
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| I double up everytime I flip mayne (whoa)
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| Birds by the flocks, clips in the glocks
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| Multi-platinum, still watchin for the cops (haha)
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| Ya girl keep sweating me, she staring at my rocks (rocks)
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| Me I’m gee’d up, grabbing on my… huh?
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| I walk it how I talk it, play it how I say it Me and Timb on the track, but everybody play it |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 3 A.M. , by - Young Jeezy. Song from the album The Inspiration, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп