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4AM
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4AM wurde am 10. April 2026 von givenchylocks als Teil des Albums Twilight veröffentlicht
10. April 2026
Labelgivenchylocks
SpracheEnglish
BPM72
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie

Songtexte

(Woo-woo, woo-woo)
Let's party, let's have a fiesta
Uh, tear that bitch up like a rasta
Yeah, damn bitch, she want me to rest up
It's four in the morning, I can't rest
It's four in the morning and I can't sleep 'cause if you snooze, you lose
One year ago, she ate on me, now I could pick and choose
Every day a bachelor party, told that ho, "Show me your boobs"
Every day a codeine party, bitch, I'm not sippin' on booze
Snuck my Glock up in this party, I'm not playin' by your rules
Goo-goo-goo, I got my stick in the house
You do some shit, and I'm airin' it out
That Perc' got me crazy, I'm runnin' around
I told her, "Stop talkin', listen to the sounds"
She feel sound, she feel safe, but we just met today (Yeah, yeah)
I feel like a clown 'cause she left and then went M.I.A (Yeah, yeah)
You the reason I don't trust a bitch no more
I went and got me some racks, so I don't be cuttin' my wrist no more
I went and got me some drank, so I don't be sippin' on bliss no more
Wake up and I pour a four, I told that bitch, "I thought it's normal"
She say, "Boy, you crazy," she want have my baby
That label tryna sign me, then they better fuckin' pay me
I fuck that bitch, I slay her, like we makin' entertainment
When I mean entertainment, I meant makin' a new porno movie
I swear I love fuckin' these groupies (Yeah)
I fucked that bitch and leave her (Yeah), I don't want that bitch to know me (Yeah)
I don't want her to see my demons, I don't want that bitch to hold me
Like a video game, this bitch throwin', yeah, that bitch on me
(Woo-woo, woo-woo)
Let's party, let's have a fiesta
Uh, tear that bitch up like a rasta
Yeah, damn bitch, she want me to rest up
It's four in the morning, I can't rest
It's four in the morning and I can't sleep 'cause if you snooze, you lose
One year ago, she ate on me, now I could pick and choose
Every day a bachelor party, told that ho, "Show me your boobs"
Every day a codeine party, bitch, I'm not sippin' on booze
Snuck my Glock up in this party, I'm not playin' by your rules
Goo-goo-goo, I got my stick in the house
You do some shit, and I'm airin' it out
That Perc' got me crazy, I'm runnin' around
I told her, "Stop talkin', listen to the sounds"
She feel sound, she feel safe, but we just met today (Yeah, yeah)
I feel like a clown 'cause she left and then went M.I.A (Yeah, yeah)
Written by: Taner Olgun
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