4AM Roy Woods

[Intro]
Fly to L.A., Sunset Boulevard
Yeah
Cruisin' through West Hollywood, uh (Uh, uh)

[Chorus]
Girl, it's four in the mornin', can you tell me why are you outside? (Outside)
Gotta pick up the Porsche, I just wanna see how well you gon' drive (How well you gon' drive)
And you ain't gotta tell the truth to me, girl, you can lie if you gon' lie (Gon' lie)
And I don't wanna know what's up, I'ma find what I'm gon' find out

[Verse 1]
Yeah
And you know if it's on a problem then it's on sight
And my nigga just died, but I'm alright
Keep my diamonds in the cold like a klondike
Had to show these little niggas how to ball tight
Did a feature, now he soundin' what I sound like
If I send my dogs on you, they gon' all bite
All these VV's on my wrist gon' give mе frostbite
You ain't got nothin' to say
Lie if you want, not if you want me
It's not who you arе, don't let it all fade
Lost in the sauce, still tryna find me
Slide on the nine, fly on the highway
Leave from the club, fuck time, you're not late
Party on my side, live like it's '98