4am
Fly to LA, Sunset boulevard
Yeah
Crusin through West Hollywood
(Uhh, uhh uhh)
Girl it's 4 in the morning can you tell me why are you outside
Gotta pick up the Porsche I just wanna see how well you gon drive
And you ain't gotta tell the truth to me girl you can lie if u gon lie
And I don't wanna know whatsup imma find what I'm gon find out
Yeah
And you know if it's on a problem then it's on sight
And my nigga just died but I'm alright
Keep my diamonds in the cold like a klondike
Had to show these little niggas how to ball right
Did a feature now he soundin what I sound like
If I send my dogs on you they gon all bite
All these VV's on my wrist gon give me frostbite
You ain't got nothing to say
Lie if you want not if you want me
It's not who you are don't let it all fade
Lost in the sauce still tryn'a find me
Slide on the 9 fly on the highway
Leave from the club fuck time your not late
Party on my side live like it's 98'
Girl it's 4 in the morning can you tell me why are you outside (uh)
Gotta pick up the Porsche I just wanna see how well you gon drive
And you ain't gotta tell the truth to me girl
You can lie if u gon lie (uh)
And I don't wanna know what's up
Imma find what I'm gon find out (Find)
Yeah
Oh yea yea yea
Imma find what I'm gon find out
Ohh
Oh yea yea yea
Said imma find what I'm gon find out
Yeah I been rockin out like I'm John Lennon
And life been like a party it's so hard to get in
And he bleedin on the street but don't call the medics
Said he ready for two twenty like it's Armageddon
And baby girl I ain't tryna go back when you never move forward
Dealin with you suicide like these Lamborghini doors
I would trade all I have just to get a lil peace
Just to get a lil (breath)
Get away a lil more
I'm stuck between four walls
Only hit the stu then I'm headed right back
I can't sleep with you at all
Cause every time we do girl the feelings like crack
Still deal with you tho you did me dirty like that
Singing with you but I never bump no Fergie like dat
What you doin in the morning wit dem birdies like that
Girl it's 4 in the morning can you tell me why are you outside
Gotta pick up the Porsche I just wanna see how well you gon drive
And you ain't gotta tell the truth to me girl you can lie if u gon lie
And I don't wanna know whatsup imma find what I'm gon find out
Ouu I'm always gon find out
Find out
Ohh
Said imma find what I'm gon find out
Yeah
Crusin through West Hollywood
(Uhh, uhh uhh)
Girl it's 4 in the morning can you tell me why are you outside
Gotta pick up the Porsche I just wanna see how well you gon drive
And you ain't gotta tell the truth to me girl you can lie if u gon lie
And I don't wanna know whatsup imma find what I'm gon find out
Yeah
And you know if it's on a problem then it's on sight
And my nigga just died but I'm alright
Keep my diamonds in the cold like a klondike
Had to show these little niggas how to ball right
Did a feature now he soundin what I sound like
If I send my dogs on you they gon all bite
All these VV's on my wrist gon give me frostbite
You ain't got nothing to say
Lie if you want not if you want me
It's not who you are don't let it all fade
Lost in the sauce still tryn'a find me
Slide on the 9 fly on the highway
Leave from the club fuck time your not late
Party on my side live like it's 98'
Girl it's 4 in the morning can you tell me why are you outside (uh)
Gotta pick up the Porsche I just wanna see how well you gon drive
And you ain't gotta tell the truth to me girl
You can lie if u gon lie (uh)
And I don't wanna know what's up
Imma find what I'm gon find out (Find)
Yeah
Oh yea yea yea
Imma find what I'm gon find out
Ohh
Oh yea yea yea
Said imma find what I'm gon find out
Yeah I been rockin out like I'm John Lennon
And life been like a party it's so hard to get in
And he bleedin on the street but don't call the medics
Said he ready for two twenty like it's Armageddon
And baby girl I ain't tryna go back when you never move forward
Dealin with you suicide like these Lamborghini doors
I would trade all I have just to get a lil peace
Just to get a lil (breath)
Get away a lil more
I'm stuck between four walls
Only hit the stu then I'm headed right back
I can't sleep with you at all
Cause every time we do girl the feelings like crack
Still deal with you tho you did me dirty like that
Singing with you but I never bump no Fergie like dat
What you doin in the morning wit dem birdies like that
Girl it's 4 in the morning can you tell me why are you outside
Gotta pick up the Porsche I just wanna see how well you gon drive
And you ain't gotta tell the truth to me girl you can lie if u gon lie
And I don't wanna know whatsup imma find what I'm gon find out
Ouu I'm always gon find out
Find out
Ohh
Said imma find what I'm gon find out
Credits
Writer(s): Denzel Spencer, Wesley Dees, Jesse Rayner, Armen Zabounian, Roger Fitzroy Brooks, Ayanna King
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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