Lyrics:
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At five I must have left, there's no exception to the rule
A matter of routine, I've done it ever since I finished school
The train back home
Five o'clock in the afternoon
The sun is hiding and my tea is full
Staring out my window
Waiting for you
I know our thing is complicated
And we want
Well the works whistle blew at a half past five o'clock.
I saw the red light at the corner, man I never tried to stop.
I got pulled over by a man
throat (I can't even count)
Splash
A new fragrance by Baklava
Now (now)
Then (then)
Forever (forever)
Splash
Six o'clock on the dot (uh-huh)
I'm not the type to flock
Yall betta hop on this wave
Cause I'm the type to shock
My figures approaching six
Like its bout 5 o'clock
Damn like its bout
right now
I'll be protectin my life twice before the song done
Momma tell me rise and shine she got the wrong son
I was up til 5 o'clock I let my thoughts
get on my baggg
One o'clock with two hoes
I had to get out of the club by three
Im like what the fuck four
Let's go
Five whips,six figures
Seven
remember.... I did number four or five the other week and I... you know, it
was the other week, wasn't it? It's too f.... I was in here for a couple of days
baby?
turn around and step to step (alright, alright)
Let's go around and count to five baby then I'll be by your side
all the time
(I feel like) I'm in
Huncho, woo
What time it is? eleven o'clock?
Let's roll
Flyin' autopilot (woo), don't need no stylist (no)
Trappin' while I'm driving
It’s five o’clock and I have no place to be
Sitting on my porch listening to the blowing leaves The whistle of a train as it goes on by
Stirs
5 o'clock I'm driving my car,
Tears are dropping cause you're so
Far away!
Underneath the Joshua tree,
Realising that I was so
Blind to see...
Nothing
You put the high in hiatus
cnd the ain't in self-restraint
c five o'clock somewhere shadow
Caked like egg on your face
cnd we could tell by your
years
Of superstitions, of traditions
Paid with a crucifix story
So Boudu becomes a monk
When, digesting, he dreams that
At five o’clock God calls him
no idea what your thinking through
By 7 o'clock we'll be out of the country and you'll never see us again
Smooth criminal, everybody is into you.
Seven O'Clock in the evening
Watchin' somethin' stupid on TV
I'm zoned out on the sofa
When my wife comes in the room and sees me
And she says "is
seen me on the internet and five o'clock is nowhere near
But every day can be the weekend if you can walk a couple floors, take that three story tour
Five o'clock, the siren sounds, he wakes to live another day
Feet to floor, he dons his cleanest suit, his bravest face
Peering out the window
produced by OOS V
to make V V V with KOSB
(jaman jaman jaman)
lets pull up demon full of diamonds
도레미파솔라시도 열이 펄펄 끓어
아무것도 못할지도 나란 별이 끓어
도레미파솔라시라 잘못 한 걸 불어
Let's go fellas, shower time's up in five minutes
Get those feet off the table, what do you think this is, home?
(This is bullshit, yo son let me
At five o'clock, I board the subway
I'm heading up to high-ground
Morning's waking, streets are shaking
Everyone's running
hoping baby for the day to pass by quick
But I know time’s an illusion now, on this quarantine
Get out of bed now is 9 o’clock
Nothing to do but sit
life
or even worse
it could be three O'clock, on a Sunday by church
yo' brains might have to burst
you shouldn't have fucked with me first
since
By the next day at noon
Everybody forgot dude
And moved on too
I hustle for the lights
But grind for the fights
Barely 5 7
But I stand tall
Head high
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