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letra de 5am - bill wailey

[verse 1]
yeah, broken promises, stupid girls, it’s crazy
now there’s some dirt off my shoulder like i’m jay z
it’s heated in the back room ’cause i’m smoking
i’m locked in the room with a girl that i’m stroking
i’m rockin tommy hilfiger sh-t and y’all know it
i don’t say that i love a girl, i just f-cking show it
with my actions and sh-t, and the girl be turned on
her actions and sh-t, where she learned it from
i wear my chains like they be olympic gold medals
her love for me is slowing dying like rose petals
f-cked ten women and i haven’t reached twenty
i’m corrupting these boys like i’m tenpenny
sh-t, you only live once n-gga, it’s like yolo
should prolly pull up at the place rockin’ polo
hugo boss on my shirt and adidas on my feet
hot baby tryna flirt while i’m k!llin’ this beat
so we rollin’ joints up and sh-t, we tryna get lit
d-mn, and i get high after i take the third hit
sh-t, i’m higher than the empire state building
should prolly take my silver chain, get to gilding
it’s the closest these d-cks could ever get to konka
y’all posted up in school, that’s f-cked up, on god
that one girl thou, she never ceases to amaze me
she kissin’ my ass and sh-t, she likes to praise me
more money, more problems, talkin’ dababy
b-tch, i’m a boss, call me hugo, bill wailey
thank you lord for once again saving me
this girl, i swear, she be craving me
put some respect on my motherf-cking name
’cause very soon, i’m gon’ take over the game
wanna go to the west coast, it’s hot in l.a
and i’m gon’ f-ck on this girl until 5am
[verse 2]
look n-gga, see i could be like yeezy or lil weezy
but it ain’t that easy ’cause y’all rappers cheesy
they say it’s lonely, b-tch it’s lonely at the top
n-gga i ball til i fall so a n-gga will shop til i drop
smack her like a gangster but a n-gga don’t bang
man, you get your chain sn-tched if your chain hang
i’m the man who get b-tches cumming, glancing at cl-t
that ho, yeah she wit it, she won’t tell a soul if i hit it
you can call me ray j because i hit it first
sick beats, knowledge in the rhymes, dying of thirst
a n-gga ain’t leaving the club until i got an ass to hit
i think it’s because i’m the man wit the hottest sh-t
i just saw a young girl that i wanted to explore
i should win a medal for all the ways i adore you
man, so f-ckin’ sick and tired of party p–pers
and i copped this b-tch, she look like pabi cooper
you want some ketchup in that ass whooping?
b-tch ass n-gga, i’ll whoop your ass you stupid
and i’m no. 10 ya b-tch, like wayne rooney
i’m watching tunes but i ain’t talkin’ looney
these drugs, man they be messin’ with my brain
i’ll go to the strip club jus’ to make it rain
i don’t know what got me to feel this hype
same reason how i don’t know how i f-cked your type
b-tch came thru and asked me if i’m down to f-ck
now a n-gga gathering up his thoughts, i’m stuck
f-cked your type at my shower man, doggystyle
and i kinda like who i am now, it’s now my lifestyle
woke up early in the mornin’ and i’m making a song
b-tch woke up in my bed and she wearin’ a thong
b-tch, smokin’ weed and i’m high like a storm tide
i never loved you and sh-t, b-tch you was my side
[outro]
yeah, y’all wondering why this song called 5am
man, i woke up at 5am to record this sh-t right now
yeah, i dreamt of lyrics and sh-t, yo, real talk
no cap, no fiction, no deception, no f-ckin’ lie
it’s just the bill wailey speaking facts and sh-t
and like my n-gga king bach said and sh-t
it ain’t ’bout the money, it’s ’bout the respect, ya b-tch
and sh-t, that’s all i got right now and sh-t

- bill wailey

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