3am
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    Shawty live life lavish (live lavish)
    She ain't fuckin' with no average
    (she ain't fuckin' with no no)
    I'm in love with the top,
    I done ran through the guap
    When I walk in, bake it (bake it)
    Top disappear like magic
    On the go, gotta have it
    Fuck your hoe like a savage
    Fuck your hoe like a savage
    All this ice, all these carats (ooh)
    That's your hoe, why she worryin'?
    Look down on at phone, it's 3am,
    And all these missed calls came from you, you-ooh
    I been up 3 days, there's somethin' bout this cash
    That make me fall through-ooh
    Look down on at phone, it's 3am,
    And all these missed calls came from you, you-ooh
    I been up 3 days, there's somethin' bout this cash
    That make me- (brr)
    Now I gotta have it
    Fuck the cash, turn to a savage
    New Louis Vuitton, baby, check out the fashion
    Fuck, I might take the bands straight to the casket
    Pull up and send me the addy
    Throw up this cash, watch it fall to the floor
    Sit down in the 8 try the candy
    Pour up a cup, rest in peace to Big Moe
    Gotta watch my back, I'm not just anybody
    No-no-no I'm average
    Fuck your hoe like a savage
    All this ice, all these carats (ooh)
    That's your hoe, why she worryin'?
    Look down on at phone, it's 3am,
    And all these missed calls came from you, you-ooh
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    I been up 3 days, there's somethin' bout this cash
    That make me fall through-ooh
    Look down on at phone, it's 3am,
    And all these missed calls came from you, you-ooh
    I been up 3 days, there's somethin' bout this cash
    That make me- (brr)
    What it is, tell me what do you feel
    When I get in your face, ain't no talkin'
    Five missed calls ring no long
    Shawty be talkin', forever we ballin'
    Hop in the bed and fuck til' the mornin'
    Give you some head, you run it this mornin'
    Whole lotta' money, you want it, I'm on it
    Tribulations, murder right at the corner
    I tend for to throw so much that you can't handle
    Or count at the bottom at random
    Police gave me a case you might handle
    I'ma look like a daugher, I stand up
    Hateres too, where you be at?
    I'ma fall and jump in, and not yet
    I approach and I get in your head
    Bringing up shit that somebody done said
    All this ice, all these carats (ooh)
    That's your hoe, why she worryin'?
    Look down on at phone, it's 3am,
    And all these missed calls came from you, you-ooh
    I been up 3 days, there's somethin' bout this cash
    That make me fall through-ooh
    Look down on at phone, it's 3am,
    And all these missed calls came from you, you-ooh
    I been up 3 days, there's somethin' bout this cash
    That make me- (brr)
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