3 AM in LA lyrics

by

30ROCK


[Intro: Orlando Merci]
Yeah, uh
Yeah, mmh
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Orlando Merci]
I been sippin' drink, two blinks and I'm out
Damn baby girl, I like the way you work your mouth
Thick b*tch put the cash up on her ass, that sh*t too stout
This fit cost a brick, I need to go on the road right now
I need 20K before I come back, girl you f*ck yourself
These n*ggas talkin' sh*t on the 'net, but they don't match my wealth
My wrist glist', beam, sh*t be swimmin', Michael Phelps
She gon' f*ck the team 'cause my n*ggas rich as well
I just been gettin' faded, spending way more than you make
I'm on the playlist, she gon' give me all her cake
Just been f*ckin' all these hoes but still handle all my biz'
Made this money triple stack, comin' like the wiz'

[Verse 2: BIGBABYGUCCI]
I don't know what it is, I like toxic b*tches
Can I put di*k in your esophagus?
I don't mean to be rude, now
I just want it, don't know what the problem is
Said she really want a Perc', then take one
I be poppin' blues like my name is Saquon
And the 30's be blue like the Giants
And I just dropped a rack on designer
And I swear that he cap like he Colin
I'm a trooper, I grew up in violence
Boy I been sippin' this sh*t, I think I landed on Pluto
Just cashed me a new check, so I need me a new ho
Hunnids on me, those blue rows
I just f*cked like two hoes
b*tch this the new Tesla, you ain't gotta touch the door
Feds knocked in, so you know I gotta go
[Verse 3: Austin Skinner]
By my b*tch, I ain't know
I with bro and he on go
I ain't choose this, I was chose
I'm gon' keep them hunnids close
Deep on gang, and we gon' roll
I smoke Zaza, not no lows
I be sleepin', I be stoned
I'm gon' put my wrist on froze
I be gone, oh yeah they know
I smoke sheets, don't smoke no cones
I don't want that sh*t no more
Call your b*tch, yeah when she home
I been ridin' with that chrome

[Verse 4: Tefloncoopa]
She said she got a fee, for f*ckin' me
I got the token, Chuck E. Cheese, but I don't cheese
I got this b*tch up on her knees, she goin' deep
I put that Louis on her feet, she goin' deep
She too deep, I do not love her, can't use no rubbers
Gotta feel that sh*t, LA b*tches wanna feel that di*k
Tefloncoopa make you feel that sh*t

[Outro: Tefloncoopa]
Lil' b*tch
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