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letra de 4am in atlanta - noodah05

[intro]
(ayo, 10)
(told the plug to send more, load me up like l3no)
yeah
you gotta pick that trey songz album, haha

[chorus]
yeah, come over late night with your fine ass, i’m finna show you (i got somethin’)
bring your spend the night bag, you can stay, no further notice (you can stay)
you hurt my heart so bad, i know you some fine sh-t, but you goin’ (you fine)
i’m the biggest in my city, man, how the f-ck this n-gga don’t know me? (dumbass, stupid)
huh, call, yeah, call, call, she callin’ me
somethin’ so pretty, you a goddess, you just one of one (one of one)
let’s not try to base it off of l-st, sometimes i want your touch

[verse 1]
me and them don’t even compare (never), send the money, i’ll pay for your hair (yeah)
no trick, i’m p over here (i’m p), i’m a don, she run with 05th (gang)
put in grind and work, the blood, the long nights, sh-t, i might even shed a tear (yeah, i did)
a b-tch can’t get in but you had stayed, so now we just ballin’ forever (you hear me?)
one chain on, i’m hittin’ like jalen hurts
stayed down that pain hurts, i stuck my chest out through the worst, i get it (i get it)
like granny gone, i can’t believe, want you to see these millions (oh yeah)
raised a gangster, leader of the house, just take care of the women (you feel me?)
uh, scream my name for me, you don’t hear that pain comin’
back-to-back in all this geek sh-t, you’ll think we high on somethin’ (we is)
they ain’t wanna let me in, ha, b-tch, i’m in here now (yeah)
real atlanta jungle baby, play, i burn it to the ground (yeah)
[chorus]
yeah, come over late night with your fine ass, i’m finna show you (i got somethin’)
bring your spend the night bag, you can stay, no further notice (you can stay)
you hurt my heart so bad, i know you some fine sh-t, but you goin’ (you fine)
i’m the biggest in my city, man, how the f-ck this n-gga don’t know me? (dumbass, stupid)
huh, call, yeah, call, call, she callin’ me
somethin’ so pretty, you a goddess, you just one of one (one of one)
let’s not try to base it off of l-st, sometimes i want your touch

[interlude]
call, yeah, call, call, she callin’ me
call, yeah, call, call, she callin’

[verse 2]
whoever knew i’d be this lit off of just writin’ lyrics? (off of writin’)
they ain’t even want me at the top, i see it, they tryna break my spirit (tryna break it)
hold my gun, i let you hear it (let you hear it), f-ck a freak, i never care (i don’t)
thirty m’s, i’m cuttin’ my hair, bullseye, bow and arrow
thirty b-tches at bolero (facts), walkin’ down my path is narrow (oh yeah)
know i can be so much bigger, me and mines’ll never settle (we can’t)
classy but she from the ghetto (ooh, yeah, uh-uh)
i just want the money, you can keep the fame, i’ll stay inside the shadows (ooh, yeah)

- noodah05

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