6 In Da Mornin

[Verse 1: Joe Moses]
Bitch, thug life
Wanna real nigga thuggin off Bud Light
Wanna real nigga mollied up, geeked
[?] baby in a sweet
5 11's, creesed for the guns
Bitch want a gangsta, that ain't you
Young niggas poppin, yell out woop
If I say, nigga that's you
This is what it do though
Just me and two though
Hanging out the two door, stackin [?]
Fresh out the slammer, Blood think he hammer
[?] sacks with the hammer
Straight on one
Really really trippin
Had a couple hoes, think he really really pimpin
YG love, [?]
He up all night till 6 in the morning

[Chorus: Ty Dolla Sign]
I'm pouring up the deep end
Still sell a little dope on the weekend
Got your main bitch with me, she freaky
All night we geeking
Till 6 in the morning, 6 in the morning
6 in the morning, 6 in the morn till 6 in the morning
6 in the morning, 6 in the morning

[Verse 2: Kurupt]
Lollypop in her mouth, watch me take the lolly out
Pop this, a little juice will bring the Mally out
All she do is [?] get there
Said put it anywhere, she just love the way it feel
I know, I know, I know, I know
That bitch is a hoe
And she can just blow
My dick like a big wissle
I gotta stay up on my hustle
There's no way I trust hoes
Gotta keep my money game on too
While you walking on stilts, I be fucking like Will
I will get a Jada like Will
I kill like Will, on top of my A game, dolla dolla bills
Get a Twitter follo, nigga [?]
Shoot to kill, nigga nigga I will

[Chorus: Ty Dolla Sign]
I'm pouring up the deep end
Still sell a little dope on the weekend
Got your main bitch with me, she freaky
All night we geeking
Till 6 in the morning, 6 in the morning
6 in the morning, 6 in the morn till 6 in the morning
6 in the morning, 6 in the morning

[Verse 3: Glasses Malone]
6, more like 7
Talking in tongues but the bitch ain't a revrend
V12 revrend, bet she rolling
Only GT [?]
[?]holla at ma
Power in the city niggas think I'm hot
Work in the streets, niggas think I'm Rick
You cal her baby, but that's my bitch
D Gang, that's my clique
Had side hoes like that's my shit
Shit, where the tissue
You gon need them, once you get your issue
Pistol on my waist, pistol in her perse
Click click pow, nigga hit you where it hurts
Clique dripped out, got the Blood homies with us
Never ever [?]

[Chorus: Ty Dolla Sign]
I'm pouring up the deep end
Still sell a little dope on the weekend
Got your main bitch with me, she freaky
All night we geeking
Till 6 in the morning, 6 in the morning
6 in the morning, 6 in the morn till 6 in the morning
6 in the morning, 6 in the morning