wake up - lapaulheadhuncho lyrics
counting money in the morning when i wake up
smoking gas in the morning when i wake
f*cking hoes in the morning when i wake up
sipping lean in the morning when i wake up
f*ck school man i’m trying to get my cake up
shoot a f*ck n*gga and i bet his ass won’t wake up
you a broke n*gga all you get is pay cuts
im a rich n*gga all i get is paper
can you see? b*tch i’m balling like the lakers
can you see? b*tch all i want is paper i want that gwop
can you see? b*tch all i want is top i don’t want no love
i’m a thug and i keep that 40 tucked
play with me imma let that 40 jump, in the streets i don’t show no love
9th ward n*gga deslonde block where i came up
on that same f*cking block i use to sell f*cking rocks
but i got too hot so i moved out the state, you see food on my plate because i get money every day
and these n*ggas ain’t going to k!ll me so all they do is hate
i asked god for better days because the devil is on his way
and my plug on his way but that n*gga got to wait because the feds outside they trying to see a n*gga face
when you see me and a foreign you’ll think i’m in a race
and my b*tches so bad no they are not the same race
counting money in the morning when i wake up
smoking gas in the morning when i wake
f*cking hoes in the morning when i wake up
sipping lean in the morning when i wake up
f*ck school man i’m trying to get my cake up
shoot a f*ck n*gga and i bet his ass won’t wake up
you a broke n*gga all you get is pay cuts
im a rich n*gga all i get is paper
n*gga why you lying, you ain’t k!ll n0body
n*gga where’s the body? n*gga i keep a shotty
you play with me and my potnas we gone catch some bodies
and we gone run up in your house and your b*tch wanna buy a ounce and imma f*ck her in her mouth and after that imma keep her out. your b*tch really a freak and i really f*ck with the freaks
i really f*ck with the streets, all the k!llers and the drug dealers all the hood n*ggas and the robbers, stunt on me and i probably rob you
in dallas texas smoking ganja, riding around pounds in a honda
free my young n*gga tony that lil n*gga was a monster, that lil n*gga was a robber, play with him swear to god i’ll pop you
i get this money then i start dancing, these b*tches looking because they see them bands, these n*ggas looking because they see them bands
lil b*tch you know i’m the man, balmain and true religion and you know i got the racks in em
and you know i got the gat with me just for all these rap n*ggas. i might pull up in broad day, i might pull up with an sk
counting money in the morning when i wake up
smoking gas in the morning when i wake
f*cking hoes in the morning when i wake up
sipping lean in the morning when i wake up
f*ck school man i’m trying to get my cake up
shoot a f*ck n*gga and i bet his ass won’t wake up
you a broke n*gga all you get is pay cuts
im a rich n*gga all i get is paper
you a broke n*gga all you get is pay cuts
im a rich n*gga all i get is paper
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