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kalamay papi - “3 am” lyrics

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[intro]
(show me how to con)

[verse 1]
three am in this club, and i’m wasted
all the spirits in a bottle, i can taste it
all the xanies in my cup, i can’t waste it
looking at the hoes in the club and they faceless

die, sign of the cross, but i’m faithless
fly to the sky, baby call me weightless
gold plate on my chain, call me tasteless
hittin’ it with the fine shorty with the braces

love the way she walk (aye, yuh)
love the way she talk (aye, yuh)
she from the west side (aye, yuh)
i be on the best side

magic in the cups, with the ice and sprite (yeah yeah)
sippin’ on slow, baby, take a flight (yeah yeah)
lights on the table, baby, make it bright (yeah yeah)
fall in love with your eyes for the night (yeah yeah)

[chorus]
faster, slower, i want action
i don’t know her for attraction
“do you love me?” who she askin’?
sippin’ henny everlasting
smoke and mirrors got me faded
are you sober? are you wasted?
holy water got me jaded
diamonds on me double plated

[verse 2]
dancin’ on, see the fire in her eyes (yeah?)
all this water on my neck by surprise (yeah)
she take a sip from her lips and she see all the drip from my wrist on her hips (yeah yeah)
shorty love me and she jammin’ to my rap songs
baby, we should leave right before the lights-on
amma’ always treat you right, on a ride, she for life but i love her (yeah) only for the night

love the way she walk, yeah (aye, yuh)
love the way she talk, yeah (aye, yuh)
she from the west side (aye, yuh)
i be on the best side-

sippin’ that jd with rocks, i feel so smooth
gin and the molly, i rock ‘til i can’t move
trip at the club like there’s nothin’ i can’t do
trapped in my mind i can’t leave here without you

[chorus]
faster, slower, i want action
i don’t know her for attraction
“do you love me?” who she askin’?
sippin’ henny everlasting
smoke and mirrors got me faded
are you sober? are you wasted?
holy water got me jaded
diamonds on me double plated

[verse 3]
flexin’ her hard like i’m flexin’ my rollie
takin’ these shots like my gang really owe me
kissin’ my lips like she act like she own me
hands on her hips by the way that she hold me

touchin’ on her, but we move to the side
ridin’ in a honda and she just wanna ride
she just wanna drive ‘til the sunrise yeah
i can see the whole night in her eyes yeah

three am in this club, and i’m wasted
all the spirits in a bottle, i can taste it
all the xanies in my cup, i can’t waste it
looking at the hoes in the club and they faceless

die, sign of the cross, but i’m faithless
fly to the sky, baby call me weightless
gold plate on my chain, call me tasteless
hittin’ it with the fine shorty with the braces

[outro]
(aye, yuh) (aye, yuh)
(aye, yuh) (aye, yuh)
ridin’, just flyin’
kulto records on this track

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