ty dolla $ign & joe moses - 6 in da mornin lyrics
[verse 1: joe moses]
b+tch, thug life
wanna real n+gga thuggin off bud light
wanna real n+gga mollied up, geeked
[?] baby in a sweet
5 11’s, creesed for the guns
b+tch want a gangsta, that ain’t you
young n+ggas poppin, yell out woop
if i say, n+gga that’s you
this is what it do though
just me and two though
hanging out the two door, stackin [?]
fresh out the slammer, blood think he hammer
[?] sacks with the hammer
straight on one
really really trippin
had a couple hoes, think he really really pimpin
yg love, [?]
he up all night till 6 in the morning
[chorus: ty dolla sign]
i’m pouring up the deep end
still sell a little dope on the weekend
got your main b+tch with me, she freaky
all night we geeking
till 6 in the morning, 6 in the morning
6 in the morning, 6 in the morn till 6 in the morning
6 in the morning, 6 in the morning
[verse 2: kurupt]
lollypop in her mouth, watch me take the lolly out
pop this, a little juice will bring the mally out
all she do is [?] get there
said put it anywhere, she just love the way it feel
i know, i know, i know, i know
that b+tch is a hoe
and she can just blow
my d+ck like a big wissle
i gotta stay up on my hustle
there’s no way i trust hoes
gotta keep my money game on too
while you walking on stilts, i be f+cking like will
i will get a jada like will
i k!ll like will, on top of my a game, dolla dolla bills
get a twitter follo, n+gga [?]
shoot to k!ll, n+gga n+gga i will
[chorus: ty dolla sign]
i’m pouring up the deep end
still sell a little dope on the weekend
got your main b+tch with me, she freaky
all night we geeking
till 6 in the morning, 6 in the morning
6 in the morning, 6 in the morn till 6 in the morning
6 in the morning, 6 in the morning
[verse 3: glasses malone]
6, more like 7
talking in tongues but the b+tch ain’t a revrend
v12 revrend, bet she rolling
only gt [?]
[?]holla at ma
power in the city n+ggas think i’m hot
work in the streets, n+ggas think i’m rick
you cal her baby, but that’s my b+tch
d gang, that’s my clique
had side hoes like that’s my sh+t
sh+t, where the tissue
you gon need them, once you get your issue
pistol on my waist, pistol in her perse
cl!ck cl!ck pow, n+gga hit you where it hurts
clique dripped out, got the blood homies with us
never ever [?]
[chorus: ty dolla sign]
i’m pouring up the deep end
still sell a little dope on the weekend
got your main b+tch with me, she freaky
all night we geeking
till 6 in the morning, 6 in the morning
6 in the morning, 6 in the morn till 6 in the morning
6 in the morning, 6 in the morning
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