Lyrics:
Respect my motive
I'm me I'm MEE. On Triple C-Focus
2 o'clock 2 o'clock shocker, shocker - Au-V up Au-V up roger roger
Malfunc check aye - eyes on deck aye
the skills, how bad do you really want it
How bad do you want it
Like, fuck it, we been in the studio
Since like, seven o'clock
But it's going on five o'clock
Fall asleep at 9 o'clock I wake up at 5 am
Just to go to this bullshit job
To deal with this fuck ass boss again
Sick of struggling to bring
Wednesday morning at five o'clock as
The day begins
Silently closing her bedroom door
Leaving the note that she hoped would say more
She goes
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?
leanin' to the left, gold dadens on them thang
I'm the MJG, pimp tight
Put it to the floor, 5-0 swang a right
In a pina, butta, guts is a must
Drivin'
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
satisfaction guaranteed, (just call me) i'll give you what you need (X2)
[SHORT]
My plane touches down at eleven forty-five
I'm comin thru, want you bout
Wednesday morning at five o'clock
As the day begins
Silently closing her bedroom door
Leaving the note that she hoped would say more
She goes
without ya girl
Waitin' on 5 o'clock so I can drink
Take the edge off, so I can think
(5 O'clock)
And though I feel sick from the night before
I still walk
you let me try
I love you
Do you love me too
I love you
Do you love me too
Will you be there at 5 o'clock
Will you wait for me by the door
Will you
the back of my mind
Cruising down the sidewalks past my house
Underneath the sunlight
Everyday at five o'clock
I look your way cause i just wanna talk
trunk
Gotta buy the block by 5 o'clock
Cmon pick it up
Huddle round
Her bubble brown I'm tryyna kick it
She fine and a ticket
But She don't stick around
It's 5 o'clock in the morning
Open up my eyes and I see your face
My heart is forming
Loving energy from your warm embrace
I can get to the crossing
DI SIX PANTS NA MISS PICK YOUR HEAD LIKE CHERRY (5)
DI CRIME SCENE SCARY BOOLDIE LIKE KERRY (6)
10 O'CLOCK NEWS RED TAPE PON DI TELLY (7)
SHOT LODGE
its 5 o'clock and I can't breathe
I can't get out of this bedhead
I ain't getting no rest
How am I in hell if I ain't even really dead
Every stupid
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
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
by the way the girls act across the street
Hit the horn, but no stallin', keep ballin'
4 o'clock Sunday, I gotta hit the mall and
Fall in full
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
Dark red skies
the five o'clock clouds come walking by
The sunset burning in the bloodshot sky
The blacktop sticking to my blood red mind
My head
on, let's get that money
It's two o'clock and I'm just about to hit the street
'Til I knock off this rock I don't get to eat
Sometimes that's like
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
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