2 AM Rapsody (Ft. Ab-Soul)
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[Chorus: Rapsody]
Back-rubs on backbones and black booty
Ain't nothing else popping out here at 2 AM
If it ain't good intentions, niggas out looking for food
Or end up in intensive, down in county zoos
[Verse 1: Rapsody]
I couldn't count on you yesterday nigga, where you was?
Everybody ain't family just because they call you cuz
I know a few used to beens and some that never was
And I ain't have to grow up in streets, I know it well enough
Growin' up with homies that grew up in it, fell for some
Sometime after whoop, there it is for some
Just learning to hoop some, look son ain't no unsinging
I mean I'll never be an unsung
My uncle had bad lungs and I hope my brother learned something
And he just tell me we gon' die from something anyway
But my motto ain't no need to speed it up none
But my niggas like anyway
[Chorus: Rapsody]
Back-rubs on backbones and black booty
Ain't nothing else popping out here at 2 AM
If it ain't good intentions, niggas out looking for food
Or end up in intensive, down in county zoos
Back-rubs on backbones and black booty
Ain't nothing else popping out here at 2 AM
If it ain't good intentions, niggas out looking for food
Or end up in intensive, down in county zoos
[Verse 1: Rapsody]
I couldn't count on you yesterday nigga, where you was?
Everybody ain't family just because they call you cuz
I know a few used to beens and some that never was
And I ain't have to grow up in streets, I know it well enough
Growin' up with homies that grew up in it, fell for some
Sometime after whoop, there it is for some
Just learning to hoop some, look son ain't no unsinging
I mean I'll never be an unsung
My uncle had bad lungs and I hope my brother learned something
And he just tell me we gon' die from something anyway
But my motto ain't no need to speed it up none
But my niggas like anyway
[Chorus: Rapsody]
Back-rubs on backbones and black booty
Ain't nothing else popping out here at 2 AM
If it ain't good intentions, niggas out looking for food
Or end up in intensive, down in county zoos
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