FRESH OUT THE BED
IMP THA DON
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I get it, I'm fresh out the bed Aiming It right at your head Go Get It, I'm Fresh out the bed Yeah Get It, I'm Fresh out the bed, bed, bed, bed, bed, bed Yeah Get It, I'm Fresh out the bed Yeah Yeah, Count up the money, count up the rack Count up the money, the rack, rack, rack Yah Man I wake up in the morning with a plan, that's on gang I won't keep it at the bank, need my shit in rubberbands No tax, that's facts And I need my house in glass Money tall like a giraffe Mr Miyagi with the staff Man I wake up in the morning with a plan, that's on gang I won't keep it at the bank, need my shit in rubberbands No tax, that's facts And I need my house in glass Money tall like a giraffe Mr Miyagi with the staff Bed, Huh huh Ay Get It, Im Fresh out the bed, bed, bed, bed, bed, bed Huh I get it, im fresh out the bed Aiming It right at your head Go Get It, I'm Fresh out the bed, bed, bed, bed, bed, bed Muhammad Ali with the bag Get It by any means not only rap, yeah I got some guap to stash I pull up on banks and draw the cash, yeah Stack it in mattresses, these niggas actresses Yea-huh They want the lavish shit but they aint worked for it Sipping on activist, im on some savage shit Uh-huh I'm on some cracker shit, whipping they back and shit Uh-huh I am immaculate, feed them like Kaepernick Yeah-huh This ain't no capping bitch I'm preaching, evangelist Yeah-huh Eenie meanie minie mo Getting money on the low I would never let anyone I know die broke Yeah the blow up taking time i gotta see em die slow Life is all about chance so I let the dice roll Yeah I bet it all on a six and four F*ck them all, I dont pick up they calls I'm at large you should call up the law With the Bars im a prisoner daug Damn Don, why you killing em all They tampon, they juh pussy thats all Thee niggas aint making no money at all I don't feel the pain im juh brushing it off Colgate smile for the haters, she suck so good im brainless Chilling on the corner and they looked at us like failures Smoke up on every show so I keep the paraphernalia Everywhere I go, niggas know the fucken alias Man I wake up in the morning with a plan, that's on gang I won't keep it at the bank, need my shit in rubberbands No tax, that's facts And I need my house in glass Money tall like a giraffe Mr Miyagi with the staff Man I wake up in the morning with a plan, that's on gang I won't keep it at the bank, need my shit in rubberbands No tax, that's facts And I need my house in glass Money tall like a giraffe Mr Miyagi with the staff
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