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5 to 9 Lyrics

Three a clock in the morning,
double vision with my homies,
Four a clock, feeling funny,
got no car and we got no money.
Five a clock, body, sunset,
reggae, forty, so we can't see
Six a clock, came to dentist,
asked if he's got anything.
Eight a clock, feeling s*****,
coming down the GPSP
Nine a clock, drunk and driving,
on my way to Conquer city.

Ten a clock, I ain't driving,
taking vomit in the back seat,
Twelve a clock, caring less if
all my way is all way down.
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