Lyrics:
One, two, three o'clock, four o'clock rock
Five, six, seven o'clock, eight o'clock rock
Nine, ten, eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock rock
We're gonna
Three o'clock in the morning, you far away girl I know what you're doing, I'm one call away
Cartier on your watch, you got time today
They say
12 o’clock I’m gonna meet you at the hotel
Might spin the Block with some 40s and that weed smell
I’m at the top they are folding like some retail
Bitch ain't no callin' my phone
(girl say what?)
Hell no slime, don't wanna come push up
(uh uh)
Late night, twelve o'clock (twelve o'clock)
She say slime
You light up another cigarette
And I pour the wine
It's four o'clock in the morning
And it's starting to get light
You light up another
disagree
This my NDA
If it's one o'clock then you know what we doin'
I respect you so I'm tellin' you how I'm movin'
No loose ends
Tell me how you want
A blue moon,
Sitting here waiting up on you,
It's like I'm falling down into muddy water
The clock on the wall keeps rollin' on,
2 o'clock, 3
Late again, eight o'clock, nine o'clock, quarter to ten
M: Why should I linger every time you snap your finger, little slow poke?
F: Why can't I hasten
What time is it
I've just got to know
What time is it (It's five o'clock)
Three more hours to go
Till I hold her in my arms
And tell her that I
England
permit.... prevent you from having a liquid libation after two o'clock in the morning, I mean in the
afternoon... and the morning. But, we wanted
o'clock in the mornin')
Somebody told me sleep was a cousin to death
And following a dollar finds nothing but stress
But I'm going hard 'till there's
me shit
Pick me up on the block at
6 o'clock make then birds flock
What the Fuck there go 12
This nigga Nino tried to hit a fucking lick
Thought I was
me in time nine o’ clock come
Her man gon’ a work she waan me lock dung
She shake it and twerk, she wheel it and turn
She call me top gun she call me
A neon, five o'clock, broke clock
And plenty damn many when you want one more
This broke heart fool, on an old bar stool
Drinkin' beer almost as cold
Late again, eight o'clock, nine o'clock, quarter to ten
M: Why should I linger every time you snap your finger, little slow poke?
F: Why can't I hasten
down the drain.
But it's a five o'clock world when the whistle blows,
No one owns a piece of my time.
And there's a five o'clock me inside my clothes,
It's 5 o'clock in the morning
You're lying in your bed
You wonder why it's not morning in your head
The day is open for business
But still your eyes
One o'clock in the morning
And I'm leaving from the club
My friends are having a party
Kind of feel I've had enough
At two o'clock in
One o'clock in the morning
And I'm leaving from the club
My friends are having a party
But I feel I've had enough
At two o'clock in the morning
One, two, three o'clock, four o'clock rock
Five, six, seven o'clock, eight o'clock rock
Nine, ten, eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock rock
We're gonna
I'm David Makalaster
Your ten o'clock newscaster
And the shit has
Just hit the fan
I'm David Makalaster
Your ten o'clock newscaster
There's
Six o'clock on a Christmas morning,
And for what?
Well, isn't it for the honor of god,
Aunt Kate?
I know all about the honor of god,
Mary Jane.
7 O'clock in the morning
She wakes up, and gets up
and begins to dress
She washes with soap and water
wipes herself with a towel
She brushes her
Where you at? Where you at? Yeah
Now where you at, where you at?
It's really real, the way I'm feelin' right now
At 5 o'clock in the mornin-a
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