Woke Up - Sped Up Sexy Version
What does movie think
Yeah, woke up, what to do today
Wanna loose today, wanna go today, wanna say hi, but my mouth is shut
Yeah, I feel like I'm in a dream, smoking with calyx, and I feel let down
I don't even smoke no more, I'm with the clarity
Bitch, boy, I always talk the shit that ain't a red to me
I won't be a night sky, bitch, I don't care to be
Bitches always staring me for peace
Yeah, there's a motherfucking price that you paying with your life
Fuck with me, you playing with your life
Talk the shit on me while I'm playing with your wife
Why you chokin' that shit? You ain't spraying with that pipe
Worry about me, should be worried by the check
Worry about me when your whole life a mess
Worry about me, bitch, I need my own respect
Don't worry, bud, I'll just give you the rest
Like, sigh, bitch, I'm taking it all
I took your bitch, yeah, yeah, and she taking it all
Went through her all the time, shaking it all
Bitch, I'm a fucking real run, don't run your song
Fucking your bitch in the back of my whip
Mic in the back and I spit
Lyrics are brutal, the lyrics are rich, so pick it the fuck out my dick
I don't really give a shit. Pull up in the block with that stick
I'm fucking your bitch, I don't even know what the fuck I'm saying
I don't even know what the fuck I'm saying
Pull up in the block, I hit the strand
Pull up in the block, I need my payment
Put your face on the pavement. Bitch, I need my payment
Your bitch gonna need some motherfucking maintenance
Yo, you must got a motherfucking death wish
Pull up on your block and I fuck your bitch
And I move to the next bitch, and I cage you on my fucking necklace
Motherfucking necklace
Yo, yo, listen and flex it
Psych, it's a motherfucking Lambo
Buck up, Rambo, these ain't the front, this is a Rambo
Strip your black bandana on my head like a rainbow
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, what the fuck am I saying
Yeah, woke up, what to do today
Wanna loose today, wanna go today, wanna say hi, but my mouth is shut
Yeah, I feel like I'm in a dream, smoking with calyx, and I feel let down
I don't even smoke no more, I'm with the clarity
Bitch, boy, I always talk the shit that ain't a red to me
I won't be a night sky, bitch, I don't care to be
Bitches always staring me for peace
Yeah, there's a motherfucking price that you paying with your life
Fuck with me, you playing with your life
Talk the shit on me while I'm playing with your wife
Why you chokin' that shit? You ain't spraying with that pipe
Worry about me, should be worried by the check
Worry about me when your whole life a mess
Worry about me, bitch, I need my own respect
Don't worry, bud, I'll just give you the rest
Like, sigh, bitch, I'm taking it all
I took your bitch, yeah, yeah, and she taking it all
Went through her all the time, shaking it all
Bitch, I'm a fucking real run, don't run your song
Fucking your bitch in the back of my whip
Mic in the back and I spit
Lyrics are brutal, the lyrics are rich, so pick it the fuck out my dick
I don't really give a shit. Pull up in the block with that stick
I'm fucking your bitch, I don't even know what the fuck I'm saying
I don't even know what the fuck I'm saying
Pull up in the block, I hit the strand
Pull up in the block, I need my payment
Put your face on the pavement. Bitch, I need my payment
Your bitch gonna need some motherfucking maintenance
Yo, you must got a motherfucking death wish
Pull up on your block and I fuck your bitch
And I move to the next bitch, and I cage you on my fucking necklace
Motherfucking necklace
Yo, yo, listen and flex it
Psych, it's a motherfucking Lambo
Buck up, Rambo, these ain't the front, this is a Rambo
Strip your black bandana on my head like a rainbow
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, what the fuck am I saying
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Writer(s): Marlon Gordon
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