Lyrics to Fifth Day Dead
Yeah (Ooh, no)
Yeah (Ooh, no)
Yeah (Ooh, no)
Yeah, yeah (Ooh, no)
Tell me (Ooh, no)
Say (Ooh, no)
Yeah
Moncler coat 'cause I'm the coldest out
I had twenty thousand pints sealed in a drought
12 bend the corner, me and the dogs gettin' out
Got twenty-seven colors this Versace couch
I got it from Birdman out of his Miami spot
I told the bitch don't call me, she a Miami thot
They hate to see you racking, big gold Pateks, rose gold
White diamonds on my wrist just like my main bitch toes
I cut the top off of the Benz, thats when it was cold
I got a lot of thots, but got respect for my hoes
I got a lot of spots to recess for all my kids in the back
Playgrounds galore for teachers askin' why all of 'em brats
Got big baguettes sittin' on my neck
I throwed it to my dawgs, I told 'em fetch
Fuck over opps, they can't see shit but this
I fucked her hard, I put that bitch to bed
I called 'em up and told him what he said
He text me back five days and he was dead
I told him bring my skeletons out the shed
I been sippin' on Wock', this ain't no red
Passport shawty, I can take this bitch places
High heel Chanel, oh, she rockin' big aces
A pussy nigga wish that he could trade places
I told a nigga, "You must be kidding, I'm goin' Maison"
I called my watch stupid 'cause the time froze
One-fifty for my tooth and when I find hoes
My niggas smoke Biscotti, not the pine cone
My nigga Jimbo did a dime, now he back home
I been countin' money all night long
I told my dawgs we can't fall off no more
I used to walk down, I'm buyin' out the store
Her body was natural, now she plastic, she a Barbie
Got big baguettes sittin' on my neck
I throwed it to my dawgs, I told 'em fetch
Fuck over opps, they can't see shit but this
I fucked her hard, I put that bitch to bed
I called 'em up and told him what he said
He text me back five days and he was dead
I told him bring my skeletons out the shed
I been sippin' on Wock', this ain't no red
Yeah (Ooh, no)
Yeah (Ooh, no)
Yeah (Ooh, no)
Yeah, yeah (Ooh, no)
Tell me (Ooh, no)
Say (Ooh, no)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah (Ooh, no)
Yeah (Ooh, no)
Yeah, yeah (Ooh, no)
Tell me (Ooh, no)
Say (Ooh, no)
Yeah
Moncler coat 'cause I'm the coldest out
I had twenty thousand pints sealed in a drought
12 bend the corner, me and the dogs gettin' out
Got twenty-seven colors this Versace couch
I got it from Birdman out of his Miami spot
I told the bitch don't call me, she a Miami thot
They hate to see you racking, big gold Pateks, rose gold
White diamonds on my wrist just like my main bitch toes
I cut the top off of the Benz, thats when it was cold
I got a lot of thots, but got respect for my hoes
I got a lot of spots to recess for all my kids in the back
Playgrounds galore for teachers askin' why all of 'em brats
Got big baguettes sittin' on my neck
I throwed it to my dawgs, I told 'em fetch
Fuck over opps, they can't see shit but this
I fucked her hard, I put that bitch to bed
I called 'em up and told him what he said
He text me back five days and he was dead
I told him bring my skeletons out the shed
I been sippin' on Wock', this ain't no red
Passport shawty, I can take this bitch places
High heel Chanel, oh, she rockin' big aces
A pussy nigga wish that he could trade places
I told a nigga, "You must be kidding, I'm goin' Maison"
I called my watch stupid 'cause the time froze
One-fifty for my tooth and when I find hoes
My niggas smoke Biscotti, not the pine cone
My nigga Jimbo did a dime, now he back home
I been countin' money all night long
I told my dawgs we can't fall off no more
I used to walk down, I'm buyin' out the store
Her body was natural, now she plastic, she a Barbie
Got big baguettes sittin' on my neck
I throwed it to my dawgs, I told 'em fetch
Fuck over opps, they can't see shit but this
I fucked her hard, I put that bitch to bed
I called 'em up and told him what he said
He text me back five days and he was dead
I told him bring my skeletons out the shed
I been sippin' on Wock', this ain't no red
Yeah (Ooh, no)
Yeah (Ooh, no)
Yeah (Ooh, no)
Yeah, yeah (Ooh, no)
Tell me (Ooh, no)
Say (Ooh, no)
Yeah, yeah
