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letra de 3:00 am - lil king (chicago)

[intro]
no love, no love for a thug (yo benji)
no love, i want your love
i don’t know

[chorus]
it’s 3 a.m., i’m goin’ through photos, lookin’ at all our pictures (i’m lookin’ at all our pictures)
she done and got a man, while i’m outside, he gotta come see me, uh (he gotta come see me)
think that’s the drugs talkin’ ’cause really i ain’t even trippin’ (i ain’t even trippin’)
i’m prayin’ to qupid ’cause all of my love gone, i’m tryna replenish it (i’m tryna replenish it)
it’s 3 a.m., i’m goin’ through photos, lookin’ at all our pictures (yeah, i’m lookin’ through all our pictures)
she done and got a man, while i’m outside, he gotta come see me, uh (while i’m outside, he gotta come see me)
think that’s the drugs talkin’ ’cause really i ain’t even trippin’ (ain’t even trippin’)
i’m prayin’ to qupid ’cause all of my love gone, i’m tryna replenish it (i’m tryna replenish it)

[verse]
really sh-t just got too deep and the sh-t that you started, couldn’t finish it (couldn’t finish it)
i admitted to that sh-t that i did, i’m done playin’ with your feelings
right and wrong, i know my right from wrongs, but i just do not listen (but i just do not listen)
i gotta make it home, no, i can’t stay here long, i’m an artist, but got one foot in (i’m an artist, but got one foot in)
you caught me textin’ hoes and had my phone right up in yours
okay, i told a lie and i told you the hoes was just for bronem (the hoes was just for bronem)
you like, “boy, okay, okay
i don’t wanna hear no more lyin’, you can get the f-ck out my face (you can get the f-ck out my face)
let me grab my lashes, then i’m out your way” (then i’m out your way)
uh, yeah, that sh-t hurt me to my heart
we done, i’m cool on you, i don’t need no more parts
i might just go pick up a ten, she bringin’ her friend, they ready to f-ck (she ready to f-ck)
she comin’ up out her pants, her and her friend, she know i’m a sl-t (they both know i’m a sl-t)
[chorus]
it’s 3 a.m., i’m goin’ through photos, lookin’ at all our pictures (i’m lookin’ at all our pictures)
she done and got a man, while i’m outside, he gotta come see me, uh (while i’m outside, he gotta come see me)
think that’s the drugs talkin’ ’cause really i ain’t even trippin’ (i ain’t even trippin’)
i’m prayin’ to qupid ’cause all of my love gone, i’m tryna replenish it (i’m tryna replenish it)
it’s 3 a.m., i’m goin’ through photos, lookin’ at all our pictures (i’m lookin’ through all our pictures)
she done and got a man, while i’m outside, he gotta come see me, uh (while i’m outside, he gotta come see me)
think that’s the drugs talkin’ ’cause really i ain’t even trippin’ (i ain’t even trippin’)
i’m prayin’ to qupid ’cause all of my love gone, i’m tryna replenish it

[outro]
uh, yeah, that sh-t hurt me to my heart
we done, i’m cool on you, i don’t need no more parts
i might just go pick up a ten, she bringin’ her friend, they ready to f-ck
she comin’ up out her pants, her and her friend, she know i’m a sl-t

- lil king chicago

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