3am Lyrics - Cashmere Cat

Shawty live life lavish (live lavish) 

She ain't fuckin' with no average (she ain't fuckin' with no no) 

I'm in love with the top, I done ran through the guap 

When I walk in, bake it (bake it) 

Top disappear just like magic 

On the go, gotta have it 

Fuck your hoe like a savage 

Fuck your hoe like a savage 

All this ice, all these carats (ooh) 

That's your hoe, why she worryin'? 

Look down at my phone, it's 3am, and all these missed calls came from you, you-ooh 

I been up 3 days, there's somethin' bout this cash that make me fall through-ooh 

Look down at my phone, it's 3am, and all these missed calls came from you, you-ooh 

I been up 3 days, there's somethin' bout this cash that make me- (brr) 

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Now I gotta have it 

Fuck the cash, turn to a savage 

New Louis Vuitton, baby, check out the fashion 

Fuck, I might take the bands straight to the casket 

Pull up and send me the addy 

Throw up this cash, watch it fall to the floor 

Sit down in the 8 try the candy 

Pour up a cup, rest in peace to Big Moe 

Gotta watch my back, I'm not just anybody 

No-no-no I'm average 

Fuck your hoe like a savage 

All this ice, all these carats (ooh) 

That's your hoe, why she worryin'? 

Look down at my phone, it's 3am, and all these missed calls came from you, you-ooh 

I been up 3 days, there's somethin' bout this cash that make me fall through-ooh 

Look down at my phone, it's 3am, and all these missed calls came from you, you-ooh 

I been up 3 days, there's somethin' bout this cash that make me- (brr) 

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What it is, tell me what do you feel 

When I get in your face, ain't no talkin' 

Five missed calls ring, no alarm 

Shawty be talkin', forever we ballin' 

Hop in the bed and fuck til' the mornin' 

Give you some head, you running and moaning 

Whole lotta' money, you want it, I'm on it 

Tribulations, murder right at the corner 

I tend for to throw you so much that you can't handle 

Or count at the bottom at random 

Police gave me a case you might handle 

I'ma look like a daughter, I stand up 

Headed to where you be at 

I'ma fall and jump in, and not yet 

I approach and I get in your head 

Bringing up shit that somebody done said 

All this ice, all these carats (ooh) 

That's your hoe, why she worryin'? 

Look down at my phone, it's 3am, and all these missed calls came from you, you-ooh 

I been up 3 days, there's somethin' bout this cash that make me fall through-ooh 

Look down at my phone, it's 3am, and all these missed calls came from you, you-ooh 

I been up 3 days, there's somethin' bout this cash that make me- (brr)