Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 3 A.M., artist - Young Jeezy. Album song The Inspiration, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: The Island Def Jam
Song language: English
3 A.M. |
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) |
With another hit, ya still stuck in a limbo (damn) |
An adlib here, and an adlib there (ay) |
Fuck it, adlibs everywhere (yeeeeeeeeah) |
As I proceed to give ya what you need (need) |
Spit tre drop, nigga cocoa leaves (leaves) |
A-Town pimp, tell me what you know about it Wanna talk white, I’ll tell ya what I know about it (haha) |
I’m on that Grey Goose, higher than a pelican (damn) |
Sophmore year, but I spit it like a veteran (yup) |
Gangsta, gangsta, you can tell by the swag (swag) |
And it’s fresh off the lot, you can tell by the tag, what’s up? |
It’s about three in the morning (ay) |
Gotta leave with somethin hot cuz a nigga horny (yeeeeeah) |
Now I’m in the parking lot, baby all over me (haha) |
Ay, ay, wait a minute ha (let's go) |
It’s about three in the morning (ay) |
Got my thang, cocked cuz them boys they be on it (yeah) |
Niggaz they be talkin but, they don’t really want it (what ya say?) |
Ay, ay, wait a minute ha (let's go) |
The flow’s so cold (yup) and I’m so cool (whoa) |
Let a nigga try, I’mma act a damn fool (ay) |
Got that welfare, we call it old school |
Then we mix it all up, call it Pro Tools (haha) |
Serve em demo tracks (tracks) let em demo that (yeah) |
All these bitches in the club, where the bad ones at? |
(huh) |
She got a mean walk (walk) I got a big stick (yeah) |
I see ya muggin homie, I got a full clip (yeeeeeeah) |
See I master that, and then I mastered this |
Then I bring it all back, I gotta master wrist |
I was on dro (dro) and she was on Hen (Hen) |
She was on her, and I was zonin (let's get it) |
Verse three, I’m back to the basics (yup) |
Fresh out the jeweler, came back with the bracelet (ay) |
Blowing haze yea dogg I can taste it Parked the 430 came back in a spaceship (damn) |
And my whip game (game) is so sick mayne (yeah) |
I double up everytime I flip mayne (whoa) |
Birds by the flocks, clips in the glocks |
Multi-platinum, still watchin for the cops (haha) |
Ya girl keep sweating me, she staring at my rocks (rocks) |
Me I’m gee’d up, grabbing on my… huh? |
I walk it how I talk it, play it how I say it Me and Timb on the track, but everybody play it |