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Meek Mill – 1am Lyrics

[Intro]
Lil fish
They call me lil' fish 'cause I be swimming in that pussy
Jahlil beats, holla at me!
Yeah

[Verse 1]
She gon' bust it down like the Pattek, ah (the Pattek, yeah)
All this water on me got you wet, huh (got you wet, huh)
Fuck her and her friend, that's a [??], one ([??] one)
Dirty nigga, all these hundreds made me hit some, ah
Bunch of pretty bitches on the yachty (on the yacht)
Treat a supermodel like a thot (like a thotty)
Swerving down Collins in a drop (skurt skurt)
Thirty shots on me, that's a mob
Shawty, got a head on her, she a genius, ah
Swerve a black car up in Neiman's, ah
80 racks, could've bought a [??], ah
Trap god living like a [??], ah
Got your baby daddy sick (that's [??])
On the 'gram, leaving comments on my pics (he mad)
Get your mad, baby, before I get him hit (burr burr)
'Cause I ain't playing, girl, I'm really with the shits

[Hook]
1 am, we probably be at the club
2 am, we probably leaving the club
All the bad bitches, yeah, they leaving with us
Pull up, Lamborghini, got them eating the dust, oh lord

[Verse 2]
Ah, V.I.P. for all the P.Y.T.s
Puffy up in the session, we doing B.I.G.s
I'm Notorious just for wearing these Givenchys
Said she wanted some Molly, need to see her I.D
Get her smoking on cookie, now looky, she Chinese
When I ask her if she going, that mean, that she gotta leave
Like we taking a picture, baby, we got cheese
Came first five minutes, damn, she not pleased
I'm like, 'Hold up'
Uber on the way right now, ah
With a rich nigga, pipe down, ah
Pussy so wet, I drowned, ah
Go again? Baby, not now
12:45, I'm on my way to the club (we lit)
D'Usse [??] me, baby, I ain't talking no drugs (no drugs)
Once they [??], I'm 'bout to take it a [??]
She don't want a good boy, she wanna stay with a thug, forreal

[Hook]
1 am, we probably be at the club
2 am, we probably leaving the club
All the bad bitches, yeah, they leaving with us
Pull up, Lamborghini, got them eating the dust, oh lord

[Verse 3]
Bad bitch (hold up), that's a bad bitch (hold up)
[??]'s money, turn her into a savage (yeah)
Type of money turn a boujee bitch rachet (boujee, boujee)
Type of paper turn a boujee btich rachet, oh
Bad bitch (hold up), that's a bad bitch (hold up)
Pretty gang in real life, she ain't a catfish (yikes)
Got her hair and nails done and her ass did
Got her hair and nails done and her ass did, ah
Shittin' on 'em like like a port-a-potty (shit, yikes)
Slid up in her DM and I caught a body (nice)
I won't hit it raw, we ain't go to [??] ([??])
Like a waterfall, all this water on me

[Hook]
1 am, we probably be at the club
2 am, we probably leaving the club
All the bad bitches, yeah, they leaving with us
Pull up, Lamborghini, got them eating the dust, oh lord
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Songwriters: Dana Stinson, Dwight Grant, Kyambo Joshua, Orlando Jahlil Tucker, Robert Williams, Shawn Corey Carter
1am lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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