It's 2am, she hit my line Ask me if I wanna come over
Can I come and bend it over Pull up matte Black Sport rover
Roll up a spliff be high out my mind You even bad from the side
Tell the truth, how can I lie?
This could've been yours but you didn't apply
She wanna make a movie, Swank Lee Wanna have a jungle fever
I'm catchin' her eyes, receiver That's a ho, don't let me retrieve her
It's 2am, it's 2am, it's 2am, it's 2am Hit your phone, 2am, it's a booty call
You on the street with a opp, we gon' bless em' all
I came back to f*ck it up, yeah I let you do your thing, show me what's up, yeah
Princess treatment, how could you leave me a dub
Them offie niggas, you was f*ckin', you was hittin' scrubs
I'm president of my own shit, I'll be thumbin', I'll be fine
Bad bitch on my bed, I hope she don't waste time, it's no AP
She on that flyer, let's believe I'm in that party
She never got a trophy, almost nine years, Devin Booker
I beat that pussy up, give her a harmless blister
She a gymnast ho in the bed she be playin' Twister
Yeah, look at them eyes, I can tell that girl is shy
Friendly actions with that nigga, write his name down, he gon' f*ck
Yeah, it's a long clip, extend up
Hop feet, don't shoot through the window
Let me know when you get my note I hope my bling on her tote
It's 2 a.m., she want some,
Just remind me where you are from
I'll let you know when I come,
Go sip that bottle
How'd you feelin', Naughty,
Pour three three shots, I'm feelin' Scotty
I had her runnin', she ricky
I got money, you can't trick me, girl
It's 2 a.m., she hit my line, ask me if I wanna come over
Can I come and bend it over,
Pull up my Black Sport Rover
Roll up a spliff be high out my mind, You even bad from the side
Tell the truth, how can I lie,
This could've been yours, but you didn't apply
It's 2 a.m., it's 2 a.m
It's 2 a.m., she hit my line, ask me if I wanna come over
Can I come in and over, pull up my Black Sport Rover
Roll up a spliff behind my mind, you even back from the side
Tell the truth, how can I lie, this could've been yours, but you didn't apply
It's 2 a.m., it's 2 a.m
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It's 2am, she hit my line Ask me if I wanna come over
Can I come and bend it over Pull up matte Black Sport rover
Roll up a spliff be high out my mind You even bad from the side
Tell the truth, how can I lie?
This could've been yours but you didn't apply
She wanna make a movie, Swank Lee Wanna have a jungle fever
I'm catchin' her eyes, receiver That's a ho, don't let me retrieve her
It's 2am, it's 2am, it's 2am, it's 2am Hit your phone, 2am, it's a booty call
You on the street with a opp, we gon' bless em' all
I came back to f*ck it up, yeah I let you do your thing, show me what's up, yeah
Princess treatment, how could you leave me a dub
Them offie niggas, you was f*ckin', you was hittin' scrubs
I'm president of my own shit, I'll be thumbin', I'll be fine
Bad bitch on my bed, I hope she don't waste time, it's no AP
She on that flyer, let's believe I'm in that party
She never got a trophy, almost nine years, Devin Booker
I beat that pussy up, give her a harmless blister
She a gymnast ho in the bed she be playin' Twister
Yeah, look at them eyes, I can tell that girl is shy
Friendly actions with that nigga, write his name down, he gon' f*ck
Yeah, it's a long clip, extend up
Hop feet, don't shoot through the window
Let me know when you get my note I hope my bling on her tote
It's 2 a.m., she want some,
Just remind me where you are from
I'll let you know when I come,
Go sip that bottle
How'd you feelin', Naughty,
Pour three three shots, I'm feelin' Scotty
I had her runnin', she ricky
I got money, you can't trick me, girl
It's 2 a.m., she hit my line, ask me if I wanna come over
Can I come and bend it over,
Pull up my Black Sport Rover
Roll up a spliff be high out my mind, You even bad from the side
Tell the truth, how can I lie,
This could've been yours, but you didn't apply
It's 2 a.m., it's 2 a.m
It's 2 a.m., she hit my line, ask me if I wanna come over
Can I come in and over, pull up my Black Sport Rover
Roll up a spliff behind my mind, you even back from the side
Tell the truth, how can I lie, this could've been yours, but you didn't apply
It's 2 a.m., it's 2 a.m
Can I come and bend it over Pull up matte Black Sport rover
Roll up a spliff be high out my mind You even bad from the side
Tell the truth, how can I lie?
This could've been yours but you didn't apply
She wanna make a movie, Swank Lee Wanna have a jungle fever
I'm catchin' her eyes, receiver That's a ho, don't let me retrieve her
It's 2am, it's 2am, it's 2am, it's 2am Hit your phone, 2am, it's a booty call
You on the street with a opp, we gon' bless em' all
I came back to f*ck it up, yeah I let you do your thing, show me what's up, yeah
Princess treatment, how could you leave me a dub
Them offie niggas, you was f*ckin', you was hittin' scrubs
I'm president of my own shit, I'll be thumbin', I'll be fine
Bad bitch on my bed, I hope she don't waste time, it's no AP
She on that flyer, let's believe I'm in that party
She never got a trophy, almost nine years, Devin Booker
I beat that pussy up, give her a harmless blister
She a gymnast ho in the bed she be playin' Twister
Yeah, look at them eyes, I can tell that girl is shy
Friendly actions with that nigga, write his name down, he gon' f*ck
Yeah, it's a long clip, extend up
Hop feet, don't shoot through the window
Let me know when you get my note I hope my bling on her tote
It's 2 a.m., she want some,
Just remind me where you are from
I'll let you know when I come,
Go sip that bottle
How'd you feelin', Naughty,
Pour three three shots, I'm feelin' Scotty
I had her runnin', she ricky
I got money, you can't trick me, girl
It's 2 a.m., she hit my line, ask me if I wanna come over
Can I come and bend it over,
Pull up my Black Sport Rover
Roll up a spliff be high out my mind, You even bad from the side
Tell the truth, how can I lie,
This could've been yours, but you didn't apply
It's 2 a.m., it's 2 a.m
It's 2 a.m., she hit my line, ask me if I wanna come over
Can I come in and over, pull up my Black Sport Rover
Roll up a spliff behind my mind, you even back from the side
Tell the truth, how can I lie, this could've been yours, but you didn't apply
It's 2 a.m., it's 2 a.m
Writer: Mehki Slaughter
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
