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wake up call - brockhampton lyrics

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[chorus: ryan beatty]
say no more, you ain’t gotta say no more, yeah
you gon’ have to close that door, f*ckin’ on the hotel floor
i think we need a wake*up call, yeah, it might save us all
why do we risk it all for some bullsh*t?

[verse: kevin abstract]
ask me one time, i say it (yeah)
she’ll get high when i say it (yeah)
f*ckin’ these n*ggas in paris
still think i’m right, ’cause she will
this b*tch [?] insurance (yeah)
brought down my endurance
my tee*shirt got journeys
zip in my hair, gin in my veins (oh my god)

[chorus: ryan beatty]
say no more, you ain’t gotta say no more, yeah
you gon’ have to close that door, f*ckin’ on the hotel floor
i think we need a wake*up call, it’ll save us all
why do we risk it all for some bullsh*t?

[verse: matt champion]
f*ck it, i’ll do it myself
f*ck it and hop up myself
[?]
[?]
[?]
[?]
i’ll make that feelin’, huh, huh, huh, huh
[?]
she [?] tactical team
i see the [?] through the jeans
my [?] gets cold when it speaks
swear that they got in*between
rollin’ in bed when they leave
i’m in the back for this b*tch
she cannot ride with a b*tch
[?]

[chorus: ryan beatty]
say no more, you ain’t gotta say no more, yeah
you gon’ have to close that door, f*ckin’ on the hotel floor
i think we need a wake*up call, yeah, it might save us all
why do we risk it all for some bullsh*t?

[bridge]

first things, f*ckin’ work the lights on
yeah, i’ll be fine in the morn’

[verse: merlyn wood]
ho*ho*ho, b*tch, i’m santa
i just know your girl, i’m at her address
no, these hoe*hoe*hoes, oh no*no*no
she a ho*ho*ho, but her name merlyn
heard your dare friend, pulled up in her bas*m*nt
i went, “no*no*no,” ain’t no merlyn
then she let me in, her backdoor*door*door*door
i’m supposed to see your girl and her *n*s
she pulled the gift out my pants while i get breakfast
i took her cookies back in indiana
i been gettin’ to the cash bro, you cannot tell
i been eatin’ good, why they call it brisket
oh, that’s your girl? don’t ever play yourself
now my genitals in her, it’s in pair with merlyn
i been gettin’ to the cash, like cereal
i’m serious

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