6AM (Bonus Track)
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Bueno, Bueno, Bueno
Ah, ah (hey, lil' mama)
Ah (StereoTypes, hey, check this out)
I got my fetter to the side, pull up in my ride
About to find a chick, 'bout to touch 'til
Six in the morning, morning, morning
Six in the morning, oh, oh, oh
Hey, ma, you wanna ride with a fly gangsta?
Get cake with a real-life pie baker?
Hey, big money, that's small to a skyscraper
Hey, are these the aviator shades, yeah, they're Marc Jacob?
Yeah, you got it, okay, I'm on your swag
You know your diamond-studded hoops, Coach bag
You got the charms on your Tiffany bracelet
I'm tryna find a bad lil' chick to vaca with
I'm tryna find a lil' chick to get cake with
That's me flying by in a spaceship (oh)
We hit Melrose, Sax Fifth, back to Sac'
Two, seven, six, oh, been back-to-back
Top-floor, VIP, buying drinks (buying drinks)
We got the suites, Sheraton on J-Street
Chicks in the living room getting it on
And they ain't leaving 'til six in the morning
I got my fetter the side (yeah), pull up in my ride
About to find a chick, 'bout to touch 'til
Six in the morning, morning, morning
Six in the morning, morning, morning
Just left the bar, now I'm in the car
Got me a chick, 'bout to touch 'til
Six in the morning, morning, morning
Six in the morning (2Chainz, Wayne)
Oh, oh, oh (it's how it go, though)
Hey, girl, you got the same shade Maya do (uh-huh)
And I need to bust it baby like buyers do (uh-huh)
Let's take the whole week, party on Miami Beach (uh)
You rock Juicy Couture out the boutique
Ay, lil' mama, go, butter like, "¿Por que?"
Front-row at the show, meet your boy backstage (ooh)
Young Money, I'ma mac like Mac Maine
Jesus head on a fat chain, okay
I'm that dude, but, yeah, you already know
I don't wanna be your man, I just wanna get to know you
Two-tones something on buttons and the wrist froze
We check guap, all them other niggas broke
Yes, yes, everything presidential (oh)
Parfait cut, Canary carets in the set (oh)
Chicks in the living room getting it on
And they ain't leaving till Six in the morning
I got my fetter the side (yeah), pull up in my ride
About to find a chick (yeah), 'bout to touch 'til
Six in the morning, morning, morning (morning)
Six in the morning, morning, morning (oh)
Just left the bar (bar), now I'm in the car (car)
Got me a chick (got me), 'bout to touch 'til
Six in the morning (six in the morning), morning, morning (six in the morning)
Six in the morning (six in the morning), oh, oh
I'm gonna taste yah, I'm gonna touch yah
And in the middle of the night, I'm gonna fuck yah (yeah, aw, yeah)
You say, "Oh, oh, oh" (yeah, ma, you know how I do)
Oh, oh, oh (2Chainz, Wayne)
You gonna love me when I hit it
Put your body in positions you ain't been in (okay)
You said, "Oh, oh, oh" (hey, what is it, though?)
Oh, oh, oh (hey, lil' mama)
I got my fetter the side (yeah, yeah), pull up in my ride
About to find a chick (yeah), 'bout to touch 'til
Six in the morning (it's that thang), morning, morning
Six in the morning, morning, morning (Jesus' head on a fat chain, that's how we do it ma)
Just left the bar, now I'm in the car (finna bought me a car)
Got me a chick about to touch 'til (you know what I mean?)
Six in the morning, morning, morning (XR 50s, the suites)
Six in the morning, oh, oh (beach front resort)
Okay, oh-no, no (Bueno, Bueno, Bueno)
Oh, oh
Bueno, Bueno, Bueno
Ah, ah (hey, lil' mama)
Ah (StereoTypes, hey, check this out)
I got my fetter to the side, pull up in my ride
About to find a chick, 'bout to touch 'til
Six in the morning, morning, morning
Six in the morning, oh, oh, oh
Hey, ma, you wanna ride with a fly gangsta?
Get cake with a real-life pie baker?
Hey, big money, that's small to a skyscraper
Hey, are these the aviator shades, yeah, they're Marc Jacob?
Yeah, you got it, okay, I'm on your swag
You know your diamond-studded hoops, Coach bag
You got the charms on your Tiffany bracelet
I'm tryna find a bad lil' chick to vaca with
I'm tryna find a lil' chick to get cake with
That's me flying by in a spaceship (oh)
We hit Melrose, Sax Fifth, back to Sac'
Two, seven, six, oh, been back-to-back
Top-floor, VIP, buying drinks (buying drinks)
We got the suites, Sheraton on J-Street
Chicks in the living room getting it on
And they ain't leaving 'til six in the morning
I got my fetter the side (yeah), pull up in my ride
About to find a chick, 'bout to touch 'til
Six in the morning, morning, morning
Six in the morning, morning, morning
Just left the bar, now I'm in the car
Got me a chick, 'bout to touch 'til
Six in the morning, morning, morning
Six in the morning (2Chainz, Wayne)
Oh, oh, oh (it's how it go, though)
Hey, girl, you got the same shade Maya do (uh-huh)
And I need to bust it baby like buyers do (uh-huh)
Let's take the whole week, party on Miami Beach (uh)
You rock Juicy Couture out the boutique
Ay, lil' mama, go, butter like, "¿Por que?"
Front-row at the show, meet your boy backstage (ooh)
Young Money, I'ma mac like Mac Maine
Jesus head on a fat chain, okay
I'm that dude, but, yeah, you already know
I don't wanna be your man, I just wanna get to know you
Two-tones something on buttons and the wrist froze
We check guap, all them other niggas broke
Yes, yes, everything presidential (oh)
Parfait cut, Canary carets in the set (oh)
Chicks in the living room getting it on
And they ain't leaving till Six in the morning
I got my fetter the side (yeah), pull up in my ride
About to find a chick (yeah), 'bout to touch 'til
Six in the morning, morning, morning (morning)
Six in the morning, morning, morning (oh)
Just left the bar (bar), now I'm in the car (car)
Got me a chick (got me), 'bout to touch 'til
Six in the morning (six in the morning), morning, morning (six in the morning)
Six in the morning (six in the morning), oh, oh
I'm gonna taste yah, I'm gonna touch yah
And in the middle of the night, I'm gonna fuck yah (yeah, aw, yeah)
You say, "Oh, oh, oh" (yeah, ma, you know how I do)
Oh, oh, oh (2Chainz, Wayne)
You gonna love me when I hit it
Put your body in positions you ain't been in (okay)
You said, "Oh, oh, oh" (hey, what is it, though?)
Oh, oh, oh (hey, lil' mama)
I got my fetter the side (yeah, yeah), pull up in my ride
About to find a chick (yeah), 'bout to touch 'til
Six in the morning (it's that thang), morning, morning
Six in the morning, morning, morning (Jesus' head on a fat chain, that's how we do it ma)
Just left the bar, now I'm in the car (finna bought me a car)
Got me a chick about to touch 'til (you know what I mean?)
Six in the morning, morning, morning (XR 50s, the suites)
Six in the morning, oh, oh (beach front resort)
Okay, oh-no, no (Bueno, Bueno, Bueno)
Oh, oh
Credits
Writer(s): Jorge L Bueno
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