wake up - chris ray’s music & donnieso lyrics
chorus
early in the morning, gotta wake up
bae, i gotta get it. can’t cake up
it’s you raking up or is you caking up?
put that cookie in the wood. watch me bake it up. ayyy
prime time, baby. yeah, the stakes (steaks) is up
only real n*gga. ain’t no fake in us
put my soul (sole) on the track. ain’t no lacing up
200 on the dash. ain’t no chasing us
verse 1
remember eating little caesar’s with no a/c on the freeway
now, them checks so big, i could split them b*tches three ways
do it how i want. never give a woman leeway
do it how you ‘posed to, then she f*cking with you anyway
never on the fence
i been on my sh*t
get it out the mud
that’s mississippi sh*t
what you know bout it?
so comfortable with funerals, don’t show up in a suit no more
told my granny, “see you later.” she was dead next early morn’
love my momma, daddy but my grandmomma who i do it for
rich flair, broke n*ggas. put ‘em in the figure four
when you broke, can’t have bad habits
spent a budget in a day. guess a n*gga living lavish
she put it in her mouth, then told me i’m the best
n*gga from the south. we got donnie from the west
never let ‘em hoffman. i been know to seymour
the getaway always better when a man loves his wh0re
chorus
early in the morning, gotta wake up
bae, i gotta get it. can’t cake up
it’s you raking up or is you caking up?
put that cookie in the wood. watch me bake it up
prime time, baby. yeah, the stakes (steaks) is up
only real n*gga. ain’t no fake in us
put my soul (sole) on the track. any no lacing up
200 on the dash. ain’t no chasing us
verse 2
watch me skee*skirr
running to that money ’til my feet hurt
put the cherry on top. call it dessert
lil baby gone suck me ’til her knees hurt
can you stack it up the same way you back it up?
thought she had an attitude the way she acting up
real boss n*gga. baby, ain’t no acting tough
only real n*ggas with me. keep the stacks with us
call me kfc when i pull up with that three piece
hit it one time, then i come back for the repeat
throw a lob up to my n*ggas like i’m cp
four shots to the head. got a n*gga see in 3d
f*ck n*ggas wanna be me
and these bad b*tches wanna see me
catch me on yo tv
matter*of*fact, catch me up with mimi
give her good d*ck, she won’t leave me
chorus
early in the morning, gotta wake up
bae, i gotta get it. can’t cake up
it’s you raking up or is you caking up?
put that cookie in the wood. watch me bake it up
prime time, baby. yeah, the stakes (steaks) is up
only real n*gga. ain’t no fake in us
put my soul (sole) on the track. ain’t no lacing up
200 on the dash. ain’t no chasing us
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