5 ‘N THE MORNIN’ Song Details:
5 ‘N THE MORNIN’ Song Lyrics
You Did Good, $lick
It’s A SMASH!
Pla-pla-pla-players Never Die
Draped Up And Dripped Out
Know What I’m Talkin’ ’bout
Three In The Mornin’, Gettin’ The Gat Out The Stash Spot
Drape-, Drape-, Drape-, Drape-
Draped Up And Dripped Out
Know What I’m Talkin’ ’bout
Three In The Mornin’, Gettin’ The Gat Out The Stash Spot
Drape-, Drape-, Drape-, Drape-
I Got Five Bullets Left In My Nine
Grain’ At The Glock, Looking To Fuck Up Someone’s Spine
May Not Do This All The Time
Yeah, I Might Be Cherry But My Haters All Pie
See The Reaper Smiling When You Look Me In My Eye (In My Eye)
Ridin’ Down My Corner, Got My Tony On Me
My Whip Look Like Captain Cream, Inside Pepperoni
Fleetwood Day Dreamin’ But I’ll Never Let Em Step Up On Me
Shoutout All My Florida And My Texas Homies (My Texas Homies)
Got My Gut Sticking Out, I’m From Fat City
Everytime I Hit The Block, The Cops Is Acting Piggy
Blanco Never Left The 7th Ward, From The Lake To New York
Yeah, You Know I Settle Scores
I Try To Keep Y’all Up To Date On My Escapades
PS5 Up In The Escalade, Running Down Esplanade
Wock Up In My Lemonade, Now Them Demons In My Head To Get Some Shade
Hold The Tool Out Then Look At The Mess I Made
I Can’t Fix Shit But My Desire To Get High
All My Homies That Have Died, They All Watch Me From The Sky
Life Can Be Fucked Up, But I’m Glad To Be Here
Looking For The Love, But Instead I See Fear
Shawty Saw My Dick, Like When Headlights Meet Deer
I Told Her “Turn Around”, Then I Pulled Her Rear Near
I Told Her “Listen Up, Like You Got Like 3 Ears
You My Whole World, I Can’t Even See Spheres”
Draped Up And Dripped Out
Know What I’m Talkin’ ’bout
Three In The Mornin’, Gettin’ The Gat Out The Stash Spot
Drape-, Drape-, Drape-, Drape-
Pull Up Player Mackin’
Bought My Bitch A Birkin
Whip Self-park, Gettin’ Head While I Back-in
Mane, I’m Getting Paid Just To Sigh And Breathe It Back In
Used To Cash Change For Some Cigs, $5 On Pump Ten
Northside Superstar (North!), Pull Up Just To Piss ’em Off
Shawty See My Bills, I Said “This Dildo What This Kitchen Cost”
Show You How To Pimp A RAW, Show You How To Lick The Cross
Playas Up, Suckers Down, Pussies I Just Kill ’em All
Pimpin’ Fours On ’em Hoes, $lick Don’t Usually Talk A Lot
Ridin’ With Some Girls That Turn Your Homie To A Parking Lot
Five Up A Swisher Sweet, Eyes Looking Bittersweet
Broken Heart Shawty, But It’s Yet To Miss A Fucking Beat
Three In The Morning, It’s Just Me And Screw
Mane, Too Many Thangs I Wish That Wasn’t True
Mane, Been Pimping Keys Like I’m Stephen Hough
Germans Growling Sounding Like A European Zoo
What It Do? Foreign ‘Cedes And That Caddy Set
Caddy For My Dad, Bought My Girl A New Macan
Northern Lands, Southside, That’s Where I’ll Be Dead (7th Ward!)
I’m On Them Beaches That’s Forever Like I’m Warren Van
Still Do The Slide, Gold In My Mind
Ball On These Hoes, Like I’m Luka Downtown, Mane
One For The Money, Two 30’s For Pain
Xan’ For My Nerves, Only Way I Stay Sane, Mane
W-What It Do? Foreign ‘Cedes And That Caddy Set
Caddy For My Dad, Bought My Girl A New Macan
Running Down Esplanade, Running Down Esplanade, In The Escalade
Wock Up In My Lemonade, Demons In-in-in My
What It Do? What-what-what-what It-what It Do?
Bla-Bla-Blanco Never Left The 7th Ward, Never Left The 7th Ward
