• Artist: Sole
• Song Title: 4 5 6
• Album: Skin Deep

Let me tell you somethin
It could be 4,5, or 6 in the mornin
I don't care what time it is
If you start feelin like you need to get some
You need to pick-up the phone
Call me and then make that trip
You hear what I'm sayin
Cause when you got all this at home
Ain't no need to go else where
You feel me

Verse 1:
It could be 4,5 or 6
You better not be no where laid up with no chick
You better bring it home to momma
Don't be playin with this
If you get horny when your out
No need for eyein them or
Why eat a burger when you got stake and potatoes at home
A short drive is all it takes
I'm just a phone call away
Ain't no excuses bring your juices
Don't be runnin a stray
I give it to you when you want it
Ain't no others like mine
Yo ain't no chick can't get with this
So don't be wasting your time
The Indian black mix
Boy like I told you before
And we can iy iy iyada fur rug on my living room floor
And it ain't near uh gon bring it
Like you know I'm gonna bring it
And it ain't near uh go freak it
Like you know I'm gonna freak it
And it ain't near uh gon shake it
Like you know I'm gonna shake it
And it ain't near uh gon take it
Like you know I'm gonna take it
So don't make me come looking for you
And pull you out of some mix
Then turn around and bust you in your lip with 4,5 or 6

Chorus:
I don't care if its 4,5,6,7,8 in the mornin
Boy you better call me if you feel like gettin horny
I don't give a damn bout who you wit
Just as long as you ain't givin up my d***

Verse 2 (J.T. Money):
You know me as your player
Your pipe player
Your all night stayer
Off in your sauce when you need your rocks off
Knock your socks off
Baby I can chain in this thang
Have you wide open while I slang in this thang
Got you lovin this thang
Kissin and huggin this thang
Wanna make some bud for this thang
Got you fightin in the club for this thang
I'm the player that you chose
Long as you satisfied bump that p****
I keep my thang horny
So you can put it on me
Baby girl you know I'm the only one who can satisfy your monkey
Ain't nobody gonna do like I do
When I put this love stick inside of you
Money man guarenteed to satisfy you
Have you open all night like a drive through
So bring your thang on so I can get my bang on
And girl I hope you like it lonely cause my thangs strong
And I ain't lyin girl you wouldn't if you could quit
I size my name on that kitten baby good stick

Chorus(x2)

Verse 3:
Uh now baby whatcha gon do
Let me put this good lovin on you
We can do anything you want to
Cause I like it real freaky don't you?
Thats right don't make no promises
Can't find none better than momma here
They wish their tat be comin back
All night have the right to be lovin that
Hell yeah like what to make a move
Lovin you boy I got something to prove
Paying dues
Make you want to take the voice from who
No talk now
Come get the good thang
Make you never want to love another hood thang
Have you breaking plans to come and lay me
Naw naw don't ever try to play me

Chorus (repeat until the music fades)