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3 In The Mornin'

Damn, already three in the morning, huh?

It's going down, leaning, drink your drink

Candy sweets, you know what I'm sayin'

Third coast, nigga, UGK 'bout to wreck shop

This c-note off dead body

Smokin' and leanin' nigga,

Stackin' paper foo, you know what I'm talkin'?Man, I'm larger than life

These motherfuckers ask, is it the bark or the bite?

It's both, chilling on streets you scared to park on at night

Just forfeit, just like I'm becoming part of the light

And you, man, you going to be the biggest mark at the fight

See, I never understood what made you think you was handling

You half-ass running through my neighborhood vandling

Next time, I'm a light your world up like a cannon

Get some Italians to play your ass like a mandolin

These cocaine wars got my mind in a frenzy

The feds tried to confiscate my 'Lac and my Benzy

Colombian assassins hunt a nigga like Lindsey

And one of my workers came up short with my ends, see

Shit, running the streets used to be complicated

But now it's all either drug or strong-arm-related

But never can a bomb be faded, fool

Ring the alarm, pour the DomI'm coming down real shiny like candy paint

'Bout three in the morning, yawning

I wish I could come down, but you know I can't

'Cause I'm leaning off the dank and the good ol' drink

I got five on the weed, fifty on the drink

Fool, I'm coming down, fuck what these hoes think

I wish I could come down, but you know I can't

'Cause I'm leaning off the dank and the good ol' drinkThree in the morning, just turned over

Pimped into my clothes

Gots to get around, some hustlers moving in the Chevy Nova

Done flagged me down for some more of that brown

To go with that green, now they sitting on lean

Now the light is green, got to get the snaps

So I bails from the scene, the watch was still packed

With dealers and fiends freaking for Gs and greens

See, it's the same every night

Niggas creeping down G way and keeping they head tight

Watching for laws because you know they wanna hate

Jealous 'cause a nigga getting ahead of this paper chase

Can't place my fate in these streets

But some niggas hustle just to eat

Niggas jacking, they packing, they playing for keeps

No peace of mind, keeping my heat behind

My seat, 'cause see, I'm not the one to be caught sleeping

By another fool out creeping

While I'm chilling getting sweetedI'm coming down real shiny like candy paint

'Bout three in the morning, yawning

I wish I could come down, but you know I can't

'Cause I'm leaning off the dank and the good ol' drink

I got five on the weed, fifty on the drink

Fool, I'm coming down, fuck what these hoes think

I wish I could come down, but you know I can't

'Cause I'm leaning off the dank and the good ol' drinkWhat you see, is what the fuck you get

Young Pimp C, baby, coming down real wet

I got a pump in the 'Lac 'cause these niggas tried to jack us

But we don't give a fuck, I got the AK in the back of

I came out the night club, three o'clock struck

Trying to holler at my people, she in Lexus, I'm in truck

We 'bout to eat breakfast, we in Houston, Texas

The city of the crack, and the 'Lacs, and the big trucks

Say man I'm hollering at Bonnie, Courtney came with the love

We coming down, mane, blowing cuz in his lungs

'Cause I'mma candy sweet dipper, a big 'caine pimper

I'm playing with the clit-ah, I'm squeezing on the nipples

Even though this ho look good and the pussy is tight

After I hit, jump in my shit, I'm scratching off in the night

Fuck that laying in the bed with them ho 'til the morning

Bitch, I'm getting out here yawning, coming back to reforming

Three in the morning

Three in the morningI'm coming down real shiny like candy paint

'Bout three in the morning, yawning

I wish I could come down, but you know I can't

'Cause I'm leaning off the dank and the good ol' drink

I got five on the weed, fifty on the drink

Fool, I'm coming down, fuck what these hoes think

I wish I could come down, but you know I can't

'Cause I'm leaning off the dank and the good ol' drink

Songwriters

CHAD L. BUTLER, BERNARD JAMES FREEMANPublished by

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