"4AM" lyrics

Uh, yuh
Ayy, yuh
Ayy, yuh (Huh, uh)
Ayy, yuh (Uh)

I done told you once, I'll tell you twice (Ayy, yuh)
Can't go in the club without my pipe (Ayy, yuh)
Told her, "I can buy you what you like" (Ayy, yuh)
Told her, "I don't really got a type" (Ayy, yuh)
Told her, "Come and ride me like a bike" (Ayy, yuh)

Make money every week (Week)
I'm walkin' with my pistol on my hip, they think I'm Pete, ayy (Pete)
Niggas hella sweet, ayy (Sweet)
Ride then creep, huh (Ride)
Ridin' 'round the town with an all black Jeep, huh
Said I got the green, after green, after green like the parsley (Wow)
How I made the girls in my phone look like Barbies? (Wow)
How many hoes did you hit? Hardly
I didn't even know that was your bitch, sorry
(Let's go, let's go)
Take my shirt off in this bitch, I'm David Banner (David Banner)
Keep my blicky while I'm ridin' through Atlanta (Like Juelz Santana)
I ain't Danny, but I'm ridin' in a Phantom (In a Phantom, wow, wow)
All this money on my neck just like a tie (Like a tie)
All this Prada on my body, I might cry (I might cry)
Saw the number on my taxes, almost died (Almost died)
Heard she beggin' for some money, girl, you're fried (Bae, you're friend)
Ayy, you're fried (Ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah)
Ayy, you're fried (Ayy, yeah, yeah)

I done told you once, I'll tell you twice (Ayy, yuh)
Can't go in the club without my pipe (Ayy, yuh)
Told her, "I can buy you what you like" (Ayy, yuh)
Told her, "I don't really got a type" (Ayy, yuh)
Told her, "Come and ride me like a bike" (Ayy, yuh)

Ayy, yuh
Ayy, yuh
Ayy, yuh
Ayy, yuh
Ayy, yuh