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wake up - yourlostboys lyrics

(intro)

oh brother this guys stinks
yeah yeah, hey

[chorus]

p*ssy n*gga i’m catching these flights
do what i want n*gga f*ck your advice
i was f*cking that b*tch had to turn on the lights
had these bottles on deck had to put them on ice
man i do this sh*t real got a passion like christ
man, your blood could get spilled like the passion of christ
drop my phone in that water had to soak it in rice
i’ve been running so hard need some pedialyte
i’m feeling like nas i need one mic
[verse]

i ain’t swae lee i need me one type
i’m stepping on n*ggas i feel like omega psi phi
i’m bumping that biggie i’m ready to die
your name is not craig you ain’t gotta lie
b*tch i’m sippin that mud out the canada dry
got one hand on the wheel and one hand on her thigh
bet this b*tch going up like the fourth of july
(yeah)
i be folding through racks like his laundry
if i told you i love you i’m sorry
i might jump out that whip like safari
smoking more gas and i think i’m sha’carri
yeah that money gone spread like the family tree
better not talk that stick talk you ain’t harry p
b*tch don’t come around me you embarrass me
n*gga always got advice you ain’t gary vee
letter right before h you can bury me
b*tch i ain’t give a f*ck that’s apparently
bands in my pocket b*tch thick like cherokee
divorcing the top i put it through therapy
my old b*tch want some closure and clarity
had to leave cause that b*tch want to marry me
i’m inclined (in klein) ain’t talking about jeremy
got my own strap don’t need no security

[chorus]

- yourlostboys lyrics

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