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4 in the Mornin' (feat. Jimmy 2shoes)
by Bl'eve Brown
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Man talk to these boys
Imma give you what you need
My music gon' hit you like some muhfuckin weed
PBS on the beat, we cook it in the lab then we push it on the streets
Pair of J's on my feet, tight gold chain, gold fronts on my teeth
Shorty like it, shorty peep
Shorty said she like it deep
So I busted on her cheek (Alright!)
Hear the bass and the treble, my real niggaz bump that in their jeep
Shorty ass on fleek, said she got a man so her ass gon' creep
They gon' listen when I speak, They know a real nigga from the streets
And your future lookin' bleak, and my shit is lookin' up
On my way up to my peak (Alright!)
A yo I'm up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Imma smoke it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Imma drink it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Imma beat it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Yo lets party up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Imma smoke it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Imma drink it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Imma beat it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
My old man was a G
Put me on to how to move in them streets
Harlem world with them keys
out in Jersey with them P's
40 for my enemies (Alright!)
East Coast where I be
Queen City, West End, what it be
Double up, Boss B
Young Foreva stay flee
Shouts to my OGs (Alright!)
Feel the bass and the treble, My real niggaz bump that in they Jeep
Bout' to hit the telly suite
something slim real petite
baby girl take a seat (Alright!)
Show love to BL'EVE
Grind hard, from the burbs to the P's
Never talk to the D's,
pimp walk with a lean,
stay focused on that green (Alright!) Yea
A yo I'm up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin',
Imma smoke it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Imma drink it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Imma beat it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Yo lets party up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Imma smoke it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Imma drink it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Imma beat it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Man, I'm burnin' it down, 4 in the mornin'
Man, I'm just messin' around, 4 in the mornin'
I might be gettin' the coochie, 4 in the mornin'
Yo, why you eatin the booty? 4 in the mornin (Alright!)
Man, I'm burnin' it down, 4 in the mornin'
Man, I'm just messin' around, 4 in the mornin'
I might be gettin' the coochie, 4 in the mornin'
Son, why you eatin the booty? 4 in the mornin
A yo I'm up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin',
Imma smoke it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Imma drink it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Imma beat it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Yo lets party up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Imma smoke it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Imma drink it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Imma beat it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Man talk to these boys
Imma give you what you need
My music gon' hit you like some muhfuckin weed
PBS on the beat, we cook it in the lab then we push it on the streets
Pair of J's on my feet, tight gold chain, gold fronts on my teeth
Shorty like it, shorty peep
Shorty said she like it deep
So I busted on her cheek (Alright!)
Hear the bass and the treble, my real niggaz bump that in their jeep
Shorty ass on fleek, said she got a man so her ass gon' creep
They gon' listen when I speak, They know a real nigga from the streets
And your future lookin' bleak, and my shit is lookin' up
On my way up to my peak (Alright!)
A yo I'm up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Imma smoke it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Imma drink it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Imma beat it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Yo lets party up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Imma smoke it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Imma drink it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Imma beat it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
My old man was a G
Put me on to how to move in them streets
Harlem world with them keys
out in Jersey with them P's
40 for my enemies (Alright!)
East Coast where I be
Queen City, West End, what it be
Double up, Boss B
Young Foreva stay flee
Shouts to my OGs (Alright!)
Feel the bass and the treble, My real niggaz bump that in they Jeep
Bout' to hit the telly suite
something slim real petite
baby girl take a seat (Alright!)
Show love to BL'EVE
Grind hard, from the burbs to the P's
Never talk to the D's,
pimp walk with a lean,
stay focused on that green (Alright!) Yea
A yo I'm up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin',
Imma smoke it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Imma drink it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Imma beat it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Yo lets party up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Imma smoke it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Imma drink it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Imma beat it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Man, I'm burnin' it down, 4 in the mornin'
Man, I'm just messin' around, 4 in the mornin'
I might be gettin' the coochie, 4 in the mornin'
Yo, why you eatin the booty? 4 in the mornin (Alright!)
Man, I'm burnin' it down, 4 in the mornin'
Man, I'm just messin' around, 4 in the mornin'
I might be gettin' the coochie, 4 in the mornin'
Son, why you eatin the booty? 4 in the mornin
A yo I'm up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin',
Imma smoke it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Imma drink it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Imma beat it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Yo lets party up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Imma smoke it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Imma drink it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
Imma beat it up till the mornin', 4 in the mornin'
