Lyrics:
khaki suit"
Well, one day, up the Avenue
There was a man, surrounded by the Dogg Pound crew
He said ah, "Hear ye! Hear ye! Come one, come all!
could shoot a bullet in Los Angeles and hit him in the ass in Boston
Five minutes later, he'd be standing on the lawn
At the Kennedy compound going, "Ah
this by 3 o'clock
Or you can use BY to indicate someone who's done something like
A novel by Henry, or this song by me!
Use TO or TILL to define
to arrive
At a quarter to five— Mrs. Lovett:
And it’s six o’clock! And it’s probably already
Down the block!
I’ve been waiting all
national anthem
Cross these bitches over
Call at 3 o'clock you answer
Dis counts more than that shit do
Cut them hoes off that's half off
Problem witchoo
still alive, right?
Five o'clock wake up, call roll
Call Doggy Dogg be at the chow hall from
There I roam the yard
Still representin' to the fullest
So
in a coal mine
Oops, about to slip down
Five o'clock in the mornin'
I'm already up and gone
Lord, I'm so tired
How long can this go on?
in a coal mine
Oops, about to slip down
Five o'clock in the mornin'
I'm already up and gone
Lord, I'm so tired
How long can this go on?
in a coal mine
Oops, about to slip down
Five o'clock in the mornin'
I'm already up and gone
Lord, I'm so tired
How long can this go on?
don't lack got the strap in the bag and it's Loui V
Cause I am not fucking with lames
Thought I had perks by the way that I aim
Do this for fun while
the country
At about five o'clock on Friday afternoon,
Them country boys head down to the local saloon,
You welcome to stop in and have a cold bottle,
chemically mace, we'll be
Rubbing shoulders with the stars in outer
Space.
There'll be seven-foot women there, five
O'clock shadow rammed into ladies
Crocs
Five fiends by two o-clock, hypebeast, Gucci socks
Side street, losin' the cops, try me, they shootin' Glocks
Trickin' on a picky bitch, like do
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
complexion
Stood about six feet
Without shoes five eleven
I heard him
Telling a mutual partner
How fly he was
How he never
Spent no lucci
On groupies
avoidin what I'm s'posed to do
A co-worker gets on my case
Tellin me I need to smile, I hate this place
At 3 o'clock I walk outside
Standin by the backdoor
(we got love)
'Cause you've got one lucky fella two love you true
And I got three little words I'm sayin' with four only you
Five o'clock I call
And nature's game once more begins
Yeah, here we go like
Yes yes ya'll
To the beat ya'll
Ain't no sleep ya'll
To the break of dawn
Five
And nature's game once more begins
Yeah, here we go like
Yes yes ya'll
To the beat ya'll
Ain't no sleep ya'll
To the break of dawn
Five
the country
At about five o'clock on Friday afternoon
Them country boys head down to the local saloon
You welcome to stop in and have a cold bottle
Big
make my five o'clock shadow come around at one.
You can bet your boots had walked for miles through the snow
Just to see her tooth face smile they
away
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
frantically, then I dropped down to his feet
I saw the blood, all over, the hot concrete
I picked him up, then I held him by his head
His eyes shut, that's
Sometimes at the end of the day
Before I head home, I make a stop along the way
A couple of drinks, wait for the 5 o'clock rush to go by
And almost
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