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letra de 12 am - ovrnite

[intro]
-ahem- slatt, slatt (uh, uh, uh)
ffffff, -beep- (pssh, stop playing with me, uh)
(when i walk on the beat like i drip like)
(ice on my neck, go dumb ice)
when i walk on the beat like i drip like
aye (ice neck, on my ice, go dumb ice)

[hook]
must have been around 12 o’clock, midnight (uh)
at the gucci store, trying to get my drip right (slatt)
flyin’ coach, no room for your elbows (uh)
and your main girl still rock velcro (okay)
how you live so fast and ain’t died yet? (lil o)
every time i leave the crib, gotta dodge death (okay)
might hop on that chicken like popeyes (aye, aye, aye)
heard 8 could get my mind right (aye, aye, aye, aye)

[verse 1]
so wet you could call it a wrist boat (okay)
love money you could call me a nympho (alright)
ovrnite cookin’ up like a bistro (lets go)
tap lines so i gotta keep a flip phone (flip phone)
but that don’t mean i’m trapping up the rerock (uh)
in a drop top, sippin’ on cough drops (lets go)
why they mad?, cuz lil’ o got hot
hit a block make a opp do hopscotch
why your main girl hangin’ in the hallways
you was stuck between a rock and a hard place
shouldn’t have been messin’ with that girl in the first place
i heard she gave it up off the first date
need some water, man that girl a lil thirsty
old chick i wasn’t even at her birthdate
your mans died 12 am on a monday
shouldn’t have been messin’ with the gang in the first place

[hook]
must have been around 12 o’clock, midnight
at the gucci store, trying to get my drip right
flyin’ coach, no room for your elbows
and your main girl still rock velcro
how you live so fast and ain’t died yet?
every time i leave the crib, gotta dodge death
might hop on that chicken like popeyes
heard 8 could get my mind right

[verse 2]
must have been around around 12 o’clock am
we was posted at the strip since sunset
20 deep, they was ready for some combat
but i had about 50 in a full clip
vvs on my neck, go dumb drip
i could never wife a thot or a dumb chick
balenciagas got me dripping like a runway
daddy said i’d be a rich man some day
i done came from the bottom like zero
fatty in the denim
my wrist subzero
on the top just sippin’ on hi-tech
my windows 5 tint
my seats go my way
i just got 180 on the highway
girls flock when i pull it out the driveway
i done offed a few ex friends last night
the only friend that i have is my 4.5

- ovrnite

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