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8AM Lyrics - Artist : Warren Hue
Why she call my phone 8AM aye, I be yelling busy getting bred aye, damn I don't know I got headaches, let me spin you out fuck a test aye

She said she wanna give dome
Nobody here at my home
I said baby can you wait, I ain't really bout that whole shit, let me see your mind instead of your body, let me see your eyes yeah

Yeah moves, way that she moves make me loose, I be too fresh off the suit, watch me hit fools with the troops aye, weak shit pull up I hit at your goon, watch me patrol in the room, look at my boots I do gucc, I hate these mufukin roofs, I hate these mufukin roofs yah

I got trophies
I'm like Kobe
You be nosebleed
You ain't my homie
You ain't my OG
Watch me move fast
You won't know me

She want all the bank bet her taste so expensive, she want all the stacks how she grabbed on my necklace, you came from your jet, I relax in my studio, chain be looking wet, how we sauce it up like uzi hoe

Can you just get out my frame, wide lens with the slime gang, you really wanna find fame, attitude not my lane, shake wave imma vibrate, bass zoom like an i8, flyest kid better migrate

If you in this coup you ain't passenger side
You ain't in this ride aye
I might drive at night aye
Just to see the dark roads
Nowhere else to go now
I just wanna know
Know

She don't wanna go japan
She don't wanna hold my hand ya
I just wanna go and dance
I don't wanna pop no xans ya
Pull up with my shawty
I don't want nobody
Can you get around me
Can you be my sound please

Why she call my phone 8AM aye, I be yelling busy getting bred aye, damn I don't know I got headaches, let me spin you out fuck a test aye

Why she call my phone 8AM aye, I be yelling busy getting bred aye, damn I don't know I got headaches, let me spin you out fuck a test aye

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