4 in the Mornin lyrics

by

Rick Ross


[Intro]
It's that 4 in the morning sh*t

[Verse]
I'm off this Red Bull
I got a head full
A n*gga stressed out, let's get this bed full
Sexual healing; so appealing
You a bad b*tch, I'm a real n*gga
Tell me that you love me
I tell you the same
That's a f*cking shame
We both runnin' game
I just want your pleasure
You just want my pain
I just want you all for me and you just want the same
Let's take a flight; let's live this life
Let's get a hotel, let's both spend a night
I'm a busy n*gga, you a busy girl
It's a fast life we liven' in this busy world
We in my fast car, you ain't no fast broad
You got yo' heart broke, he did yo' ass wrong
Plus yo' dad gone, let me be yo' daddy
I wanna see you happy we both come from broken families
You can tell the truth, I'mma tell it too
We gon' smoke this weed 'til they kick us out the room
Like f*ck it, that's life
f*ckin' tonight; we f*ckin' right?
You f*ckin' right
I ain't goon' lie to you; I know I'm fly to you
Nah, f*ck that girl I'm the sky to you
Ocean in the clouds; birds and the bees
Your friends proud when they know that you f*ckin' with me
I got you poppin', I'll take you shoppin'
Around the world; started on Slauson
That's real sh*t; real sh*t
I know all my real b*tches feel this
4 in the morning, tell me that you want it
Bend you over, I got you moaning
You love this sh*t, you want this sh*t
You got this sh*t, no politics
[Outro]
Smoke something with you?
It's like we pouring' some more drink
Get yours, I got mine
This that real sh*t
Sittin' on the top floor of the fly ass hotel drunk as f*ck with a bad b*tch
Make you appreciate life
n*gga work hard you know
7 days a week we do this sh*t
You should do it with me
When I'm gone, sh*t play this
I ain't trippin' on sh*t, ain't no rules in this
f*ck 'em all though
Hussle
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