Nelly - 4 In Da Mornin' lyrics

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Nelly - 4 In Da Mornin' lyrics

Got the money coming, that b**h is gone I'm getting it, you already know it You know I'm tryina f**, it's 4 in the morning If you're not then don't pick up, b**h it's 4 in the morning I'm in my Rolls, just met up with Rose Loubretton toes, with the earring in the nose She wanna be a model type, shorty strike a pose Fine, with some brains on 'er, shorty strike a blow She think she ready for the fast life I'm gonna show er what that fast like I must have been a motherf**er in my past life Cause I just f**ed me 2 more mamasitas last night I did, I must admit it, I did it That hustle mode, I'm in it That p**y game I be winnin Got black mixed with Caucasian Hispanic man or Asian I spend the night watching a cat fight And in the morning we all blazing Got the money coming, that b**h is gone I'm getting it, you already know it You know I'm tryina f**, it's 4 in the morning If you're not then don't pick up, b**h it's 4 in the morning Champagne on ice, bad b**hes all fine Heard that all her friends wanna go, alright They hit that crib and go for rollin up, all night It's me versus them and the b**hes love me long time Pretty tittie shorty, what you need a bra for? Be naked when I pull up, what you think I called for? She got 3 partners with er, man I'm f**in all 4 Little ma ride the pole like a Volvo Yea, you hear the call of the midnight I'm tryina see just what it is like I won't be long, shorty sit tight Whippin in my Lamborghini, hundred through the red light' I'm dangerous, sorry little mama that it came to this Put a boot to the p**y and 'm aiming for this I really really should make her pay for this That good dick shorty, had a gang of this What you're getting from your n***a ain't the same as this You know goddamn well when I came for this The Rose and the Molly get the blame for this Got the money coming, that b**h is gone I'm getting it, you already know it You know I'm tryina f**, it's 4 in the morning If you're not then don't pick up, b**h it's 4 in the morning Champagne on ice, bad b**hes all fine Heard that all her friends wanna go, alright They hit that crib and go for rollin up, all night It's me versus them and the b**hes love me long time

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