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the morning (remix) - bledyboyz lyrics

[bridge]

[verse 1: lay-z]
man, everything good when you’re not from the hood
black hoodies black thoughts boyz in the hood
skytzo gang up in this motherf-cker what a disaster
bang bang charisma attack soon as we enter
maybe it´s the swag or maybe reputation
she recognize the team now she’s ready for some action
life of the party yeah we bringing motivation
b-tch we came to ball poppin’ bottle from the mall
and if it´s a n-gga birthday we’re gonna ball till we fall
and we’re gonna do it again until the f-cking break of dawn
d-mn i’m on one call me jd’s padawane it´s layz sama aka master yoda
wake up in the morning d-ck to the ceiling
thank god i’m still living
hangover got me game over
but i dont give a f-ck
i’d rather live fast and die younger

[bridge]

[verse 2: yung jiggy]
ok i’m chilling with my n-ggas trynna f-ck the beat
yeah i’m from the bled, ain’t from the street
ghost in my dream, i k!ll him like in bleach
yo ex wanna s-x so i f-cked her like a b-tch
pimpin on my verse but i practice what i preach
oh h-ll no, i practice what i teach
hoes on my phone go pick and choose
b-tch pay attention you walking on my shoes
so i’m cleanin my sneakers
make it white like justin bieber
flow super ugly, bad hoes love me
so i k!ll em, k!ll em like chucky
and they come back, return of the mummy
mummy, yeah it’s funny
funny as bugs bunny
i don’t chase carrots i run after money
yeah, call me kobe cuz i go in
but i lebron hoes give em no rings

[bridge]

[verse 3: b.a.r.t]
skytzooo
morning mr skytzo, bottles on the table
you only live once, who gives a f-ck about tomorrow
i don’t need to pause life ain’t photos
back in the lab sippin vodka h2o
we the black ops xbox 36-0
this how you hold the hangover when you’ve crossed chao
roll a sp-ce stick than p-ss it to tha n-gga low
then p-ss it to this ho
cause i guess she wants to blow-
job in the bathroom, d-ck gettin cleaned up
and if the weed’s to loud tell this b-tch “shut the f-ck up”
excuse my skytzophenia, i’m a manic matter fact
jack daniel’s wrote a script and show me how to act
react slowly, step by step
you didn’t got caught watchin p-rn on the web
oh well, we don’t mind about it
girl we’re so body body
it’s a party party
gin poured lodi dodi

[bridge]
heading to the top
till we get the money pop
champagne for the pain, the sorrow and the gain
and the name and the fame, self made never shamed
we the drug so claimed, gotta gun so aimed
in the world so blamed
underestimate never ever had a date
june 31st

[outro: kanye west]
i treat the label like money from my shows
good woulda been god except i added more o’s
if i knew she was cheatin and still bought her more clothes
it’s cause i was too busy with my baltimore, you know
some people call that the art of war, you know
i guess it depends what you fallin’ for, the clothes?
cars, money, girls and the clothes
aw money, you sold your soul
nah man, mad people was frontin
godd-mn, we made something from nothing

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