Lyrics:
of sissors toward a swimming pool filled with
Nair. Oh my gawd what a nightmare that would be for Crystal Gayle.
Wake up Crystal Gayle.
Wake up.
Oh no,
Its time to wake up, go find you a job, boy
And don't give up when life gets just a little bit harder
I've known you since before you were grown, boy
Smiley Chris
Challenging all mavericks
Like Elon Musk or Logan Paul
To please prove once and for all
And every night you lay down (Earth is
and ball out
Cross up the plug, thinkin' that I'm Chris Paul now
Them niggas, broke, they been ridin' on scooters
Niggas be bitch, they be Instagram shooters
And Lately I've been feeling like the man, uh
Wake up and I know I gotta spend, I'm
Working on my February tan
Show 'em what's it like to make 'em fans
Doin'
I'm in a place where I can barely see you
And when I wake up, I don't believe you
When in mind i'll probably hesitate
I tell myself that you'll be
love, and our passion
As our eyes are open wide and on you
Grant us the privilege of your world view
And may your kingdom be, what wakes us up
of sissors toward a swimming pool filled with
Nair. Oh my gawd what a nightmare that would be for Crystal Gayle.
Wake up Crystal Gayle.
Wake up.
Oh no,
love, and our passion
As our eyes are open wide and on you
Grant us the privilege of your world view
And may your kingdom be, what wakes us up
when I wake up and hit from the side
Promise I always been him, ain't nobody competing with me, girl I ain't gotta lie
In school I was the one everybody
up, by
the truth
Paul Pierce, all you do, is hate me, fo' life
You go so far left, when I'm just tryna do right
You sit up on this high horse and watch
let me slide
Aye she gone let me slide
She gon let me slide
Told her I'm wit my squad yeah the gang over
Wake up in the morning wit a hangover
She gon
you run a lap
I wake up every morning tryna get it
And who i do it for
I wake up every morning, counting dough
I'm on, count the bag
Make sure my kids
popped me a Perc'
Uh (Correct)
Nigga, we cursed
Wake up every morning, load my chop, and pray
To God that I don't die first, uh
(Correct)
My brother
Ayy, no drama
I don't want no baby mama, that's too many commas
To be honest, I just want Balenciaga
Wake up every day, do what I wanna
I just
Rejoice
Rejoice
Wake up in the morning before my feet hit the ground
You know I gotta thank Him for letting me stick around
I put some worship
a soldier than a coward any night
(Gangsta Boo)
How you want to do it
How you want to take it
You gon' wake up naked in the bed wit' satan
it snaps
Break on out of the pain you’ve faced
Nobody’s having to stay, all you need to do is wake up again
Wake up again, stay up my friends, wake up
can’t get enough
And they all get alarmed when we summon
Already know that we wake the whole city up
If them boys get behind me then I’m running
of this cloud, 'cause it is just too deep
Sleep baby sleep
(DJ Paul)
We pimpin up on these hoes wit the Mack-10
The Mack-12 hit 'em wit the Mack-11
Catch
Wake up every morning see my opps up on the block
Ima call the shots, C gone spin the block
J5 in the room, he'll cross you up and make you drop
Eli
the wok in the sprite
Everyday I wake up in the morning I'm fly like a kite
Bitch told me she never been to Ruth Chris I told her let's go take a bite
Every
on the mic and I'm chilling with Sweet Paul
Throwing backing Mickeys and lighting these joints
Using my death note to roll these up
Getting super faded and I'm
don't run counters no more
But I took a fly route to an opposite shore
A real life viking, shout out to St. Paul
Foamposite Max like I'm out of Wake
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