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q5 - 10pm lyrics

[chorus: dragos (burly)]
10pm in burnaby, lookin’ lookin’ for a party
with the licks, where is the thotties
who’s finna start it, summer’s comin’
p-ss the pepsi put some rum in
pump that p-ssy, she be moanin’, till the early mornin’
sunrise, sunshine, then i hit her from behind
call her uber on time, trynna hit my hotline
check my phone, decline

[verse 1: liban (aka dab daddi, dab god, the dab father)]
(d-mn bruh, is that q5? [?])
(hey) now she call me papi when she give me sloppy
i am on another level making tings feel special
(hey) now she wanna f-ck with q5
10pm is the time that we arrive (car sounds)
poppin’ out the audi with my n-gg- ryan (hey)
i got my boy john boutta get f-ckin’ rowdy
and we f-ckin’ up this party with no f-ckin’ tings
(oh wait, sh-t bro, but we do have tings, f-ck)
young 6’2 (i doubt that) with a f-ckin’ nike visor
don’t you know me im trynna get f-ckin’ higher[?]
i got this baddy and she twerkin’ like every night
i’m the dab daddi but you know that… (gun sounds)
lookin’ for the dab mommy f-ck her every night
she suckin’ while i’m sippin’ dirty sprite, d-mn
now everything turnin’ purple sippin’ so hot i’m gettin’ nauseous
all these hoes trynna f-ck i got a mean conscience

[chorus: dragos (burly) verse 1 repeated]
10pm in burnaby, lookin’ lookin’ for a party
with the licks, where is the thotties
who’s finna start it, summer’s comin’
p-ss the pepsi put some rum in
pump that p-ssy, she be moanin’, till the early mornin’
sunrise, sunshine, then i hit her from behind
call her uber on time, trynna hit my hotline
check my phone, decline (huhh, hey [?], what time is it in burnaby right now?)

[verse 2: liban (aka dab daddi, dab god, the dab father)]
it’s 2:36 homie text me like what’s up tonight, let’s get lit
maybe smoke a zip, maybe hit a lick
pop up with the gang, pour syrup into soda
end up in north dakota with two toyota’s
six more to roll a xan, maybe in a f-ckin’ coma
and i’m with the crew, and we brand new
different group of b-tches like every f-ckin’ week
and you know they’re all trynna start a snap streak
just won a championship, man where the f-ckin’ rings
where the tings, check my phone, let it ring ring hit a ting asian, ling-ling
just hopped out the audi, you know that whip foreign
she left you because you know q5 ain’t boring
except you a lame boy, i’m flexin’ on you buy and you snorin’
(sheesh man for real you all gotta stop sleepin’ on q5)

[verse 3?: liban (keeps talking idky)]
hey bruh, let’s kick already man, it’s already 10pm
party starts in a minute, yo kike let’s go, john let’s go, ryan let’s go, burly let’s go
q5 out here you know what i’m saying

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