Lyrics:
ever get off it
Its 5 o clock in the morning
Get back on it dont ever get off it
Its 6 o'clock in the morning
Get back on it, dont ever get off it
Its 7
It's four o'clock in the morning
And you wonder why
Why the hell your eyes are still open
And you tried, yeah you tried
But you can't seem to close
Where would you have gone?
If I could wave a magic wand...
10 O'Clock
10 O'Clock
What would you have seen?
Would reality have matched the dream?
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Be Ready. I want you to get sexy
7 O'clock Be ready. I want you to get sexy
You got a date wit' a boss tonight
I'ma show you off, that's right
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Written By: Darryl Hop Hill Jr.
[CHORUS]
Yeah, let me know is you ready?
It's shot o' clock babe you know we get crazy,
Taking shot after shot
Queen Neesh , Kimmy and Foxx
Let's go, yeah, yeah
I think it's my time, yo, look at the wrist
Get money, o'clock
We sippin' on bottles you cannot
old o'clock
Between the rock and roll devil and the fear of god
Big brotherly love runs shallow as skin
In the deep south of America
Can the lady
Sideways rain that chew the roof through
Home by twelve o'clock in two shoes
Home by twelve o'clock in two shoes
Home by twelve o'clock in two shoes
Break
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
o'clock
Looking
In the glass
Reflecting the deep abyss
Of myself
Looking
In the glass
Reflecting just enough
Not to much
What time is it now
What time is it
apart
Just bringing near the hour
Of twenty-five o'clock - that's when you're going to be mine
Twenty-five o'clock, we'll be together till the end
Well, it's five o'clock in the morning
Feel just like the end of a mule
Somebody's been yawning
Trying to break out the rules
Yes, it's high
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
Well, it's five o'clock in the morning
Feel just like the end of a mule
Somebody's been yawning
Trying to break out the rules
Yes, it's high
You look like you're in another world
But I can read your mind
It's four o'clock in the morning and it's starting to get light
You light up another
Delivered straight from the temple
Hip-hop ya don't stop
One o' clock, two o' clock, three o' clock, rock
Well as an infant I was born into
whole vibe,
the look in your eyes
is killing
yeah yeah
So am I coming your way
or you coming my way,
lets kick it
yeah yeah
Singing like
1 o'clock
again
Now you tellin' me
That she is just a friend
Then why she callin' you
At 3 o'clock in the mornin'
(I cant take this no more)
No No No
Here we go
and takes my soul now
And it just goes on and on and on
On and on and on
Yeah call the doc, I must be sick
Better get me my medicine
Now it’s five o’clock
don't get paid 'til 12 o'clock
You get this bag il get the next one
I'm so skint
I've every intention of pitching in
But I don't get paid 'til 12 o'clock
I'm just walking and shit (Shit)
6 O'clock in the morning I swear I'm just thinking
I'm walking down 900, I'm hearing birds singing
(Swear I'm just
to ride to ride ok I
It's 7 o'clock all on the dot
I'm ready to rock I'm ready to roll
Are you ready to go
Are you ready to go
Well I'm ready to go ok I
dasou
Next stage mezashite ima shika dekinai rendezvous
12 o'clock zero ga narabu toki mukae ni iku your place
Sobieru rakuen miage supiikaa furuwasu
Sometimes I wanna fuck and get It over wit
It’s 1 O clock In the morning and I’m rubbing It
I wake her up she moaning she know that It’s good
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