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2am - mike dimes lyrics

[refrain: mike dimes]
that’s why she goin’ up, f*ck in the mornin’ and f*ck in the night
smoke wood in the mornin’ and sipping on sprite
don’t wanna go in ’cause she holdin’ me tight
well baby, that sh*t’s all right
i can’t just vibe with you and get through all these days
only few ’cause all my n*ggas change
tell the truth and please remain the same
i promise that we’ll be straight, yeah, we’ll be straight

[verse 1: mike dimes]
too much sh*t on my plate
too many n*ggas in my face, bills in my face
blue*green sh*t, two*face
i’m gettin’ paid everyday, my life is fate
n*ggas wanna hate, too late
sold out shows everyday, all day, every day
imma go and beat it one way
and imma go and spend it all day
i flex out of habit, they countin’ the cabbage, these 24 karots make n*ggas look tragic
i feel like i’m khaled ’cause we is the best
i’m chasin’ my dreams so i don’t get to rest
i’m runnin’ to go and i’m chasin’ the chest
she wanna come over and feel on my chest
[?] do not deserve so i don’t get to rest
i’m 2 a.m. bobbin’, they feel like i’m blessed, i feel like i’m blessed
[verse 2: cincogothoes]
i got two b*tches in the backroom
smokin’ and the gas, need a vacuum
finding new hoes in my city, white b*tch with some fat ass titties
she said she wanna claim me, i don’t really do that
beggin’ for the d*ck, actin’ like a brat
back here b*tch, and she love when i hit it from the back
yeah, i love my d*ck tatted, she a hater
back to the white b*tch, blowin’ in my phone all night, can’t take it
praying every night that oso makes it
tryna maintain my health and stay fit
f*cked a model b*tch named brit’, can’t stop, won’t quit
cuban b*tch whippin’ up a brick
god d*mn, she in love with the flow
god d*mn, i’m in love with this hoe
god d*mn, she might be my so*so

[chorus: mike dimes]
let me know why these n*ggas so so*so
bad b*tch and she love to do coco
fofo in the back of the volvo
let a n*gga know, all my n*ggas go loco
i’m in the back of the room with a ten
my little b*tch, she about 5’10”
low whoop, she don’t need no friends
got juice and my n*ggas got gin
let me know why these n*ggas so so*so
bad b*tch and she love to do coco
fofo in the back of the volvo
let a n*gga know, all my n*ggas go loco
i’m in the back of the room with a ten
my little b*tch, she about 5’10”
low whoop, she don’t need no friends
got juice and my n*ggas got gin (and my n*ggas got gin)
[bridge]

- mike dimes lyrics

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