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Drake - 3am In The Yams Lyrics

[Intro: Sugarhill Ddot]
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah (You're gonna end up dead too)
Everything for Notti
Grrah, grrah, grrah (Yo, Lucas, you heard?)

[Chorus: Sugarhill Ddot]
In Miami, walkin' through the club
Got a baddie, she ready to fuck
Slide in the bed, she suckin' me up (Grrah)
Pour a deuce or a 8 in the cup (Grrah, grrah, boom)
She like, "Ddot, why you movin' like that?
Go to the mall and spend me a light pack" (Grrah)
Get whatever you want, I'ma swipe that
'Cause, lil' baby, you know that I'm like that (Shh)

[Verse 1: Sugarhill Ddot]
Now let's talk on the facts
Tell these niggas go get them a bag
Big money, I could never do bad
For lil' Notti, you know I'ma blast (On bro)
Growin' up, I ain't really have shit
I was thirteen totin' the ratchet (No cap)
For lil' Notti, we ball like the Mavericks
Don't forget that we make every basket (On bro)
Can't take no breaks
Knew it was real when I bumped into Drake (Shh)
Remember my teacher said I won't be great
Look at me now, I'm the face of the state
It wasn't luck, nigga, it was faith (Grrah)
Look at this drip, it ain't fake (On bro)
'Member them times, got low from the jakes
Me and Notti on a chase (Grrah, grrah)
Couple shots if they mention his name
Got all these demons that's stuck in my brain (Everything for Notti)
Can't wait 'til I cop me a chain
All of these niggas gon' hate on the fame (On bro)
Late night, we stickin' on Collins
Free all the bros that's stuck on the island (Free the guys)
Free 30, he was just on timin'
In the stoleys, we was really wildin'
[Bridge: Sugarhill Ddot]
Everything for Notti

[Chorus: Sugarhill Ddot]
In Miami, walkin' through the club
Got a baddie, she ready to fuck
Slide in the bed, she suckin' me up (Grrah)
Pour a deuce and a .8 in the cup (Grrah, grrah, boom)
She like, "Ddot, why you movin' like that?
Go to the mall and spend me a light pack" (Grrah)
Get whatever you want, I'ma swipe that
'Cause, lil' baby, you know that I'm like that (Grrah, grrah, boom)
In Miami, walkin' through the club
Got a baddie, she ready to fuck (Grrah)
Slide in the bed, she suckin' me up (Grrah)
Pour a deuce or a 8 in the cup (Baow, baow, baow)
She like, "Ddot, why you movin' like that?
Go to the mall and spend me a light pack" (Baow, baow, boom)
Get whatever you want, I'ma swipe that
'Cause, lil' baby, you know that I'm like that (Grrah)

[Verse 2: Luh Tyler]
I'm chasin' that paper while a nigga be sleep (Sleep)
Yeah, do that seven days a week (A week)
When I walk in the booth, know it's finna be heat (Okay)
Like, why niggas fakin'? They cap on the beat (They cap)
Niggas cap on the beat, they really be fakin' (They fake)
This bitch, she a baddie, and she love to shake it (Ugh)
No, they ain't believe that I was gon' make it
Bitch, we on the way, you gotta have patience
I'm feelin' like Lil Uzi, I just wanna rock
Yeah, bro tryna get a nigga knocked
I'm smokin' on gas, it stank like a sock (Ugh)
She get on my nerves, a bitch gettin' blocked
Nigga on the way straight up to the top (On gang)
Wake up, runnin' up guap (Runnin' up guap)
Your bitch on go, no, she can't be stopped
If I ask her where she at, she droppin' the dot (Droppin' the dot)
[Chorus: Sugarhill Ddot]
In Miami, walkin' through the club
Got a baddie, she ready to fuck
Slide in the bed, she suckin' me up (Grrah)
Pour a deuce and a .8 in the cup (Grrah, grrah, boom)
She like, "Ddot, why you movin' like that?
Go to the mall and spend me a light pack" (Grrah)
Get whatever you want, I'ma swipe that
'Cause, lil' baby, you know that I'm like that (Grrah, grrah, boom)
In Miami, walkin' through the club
Got a baddie, she ready to fuck (Grrah)
Slide in the bed, she suckin' me up (Grrah)
Pour a deuce and a .8 in the cup (Baow, baow, baow)
She like, "Ddot, why you movin' like that?
Go to the mall and spend me a light pack" (Baow, baow, boom)
Get whatever you want, I'ma swipe that
'Cause, lil' baby, you know that I'm like that (Grrah)

[Outro: Sugarhill Ddot]
Grrah, everything for Notti
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
It's that lil' Ddot nigga, man
You know the vibes, man, I'm in the yams
There's a bunch of legs out here
Damn, damn, damn
Damn, damn, damn
Damn, damn, damn