| Yeah, yeah
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| M A E S T R O
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| M A E S T R O
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| M A E S T R O
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| Yeah I just woke up, and I ran up a check
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| Yeah I just woke up, put some ice on my neck
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| Yeah I just woke up, put some rims on the 'Vette
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| Yeah I just woke up, yeah I just woke up
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| Yeah I just woke up, bought my mama a house
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| Yeah I just woke up, smokin' packs by the ounce
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| Yeah I just woke up, she fit it all in her mouth
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| And I just woke up, yeah I just woke up
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| Yeah I just woke up, thank the lord for the day
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| Yeah I just woke up, God leave these pussy niggas outta my way
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| Yeah I just woke up, fuck them haters I don’t care what they say
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| Yeah I just woke up, in the hills nigga 'cause that’s where I stay
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| They be like Wav God, Wav God, Wav God, why you go so hard?
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| Gucci bag, Fendi bag, Louis bag, now we buy Goyard
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| Pussy niggas try and come and bite the swag but we don’t know y’all
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| Same niggas tried to laugh at the plan now we don’t owe y’all
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| Niggas be thinking its sweet, rockin' this gold on my teeth
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| Rockin' these J’s on my feet, watch a Patek Philippe
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| Bad lil bitch she a freak, if that’s your ho she gon' cheat
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| If that’s your ho she gon' leak, got that bitch wet like a creek
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| Ooh, ooh, nigga don’t even try it
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| If I want it I buy it, broke niggas be quiet (shut the fuck up nigga)
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| If it ain’t money I ain’t talkin', this a foreign, I ain’t walkin'
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| Secure the bag when I walk in
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| Yeah I just woke up, and I ran up a check
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| Yeah I just woke up, put some ice on my neck
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| Yeah I just woke up, put some rims on the 'Vette
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| Yeah I just woke up, yeah I just woke up
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| Yeah I just woke up, bought my mama a house
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| Yeah I just woke up, smokin' packs by the ounce
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| Yeah I just woke up, she fit it all in her mouth
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| And I just woke up, yeah I just woke up
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| Yeah I just woke up, on a flight from LA
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| Yeah I just woke up, in Japan and it ain’t even today
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| Yeah I just woke up, foreign bitches, I don’t know what they say
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| Yeah I just woke up, and these hoes already beggin' to stay
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| Yeah I just woke up
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| I’m countin'' up all these bands bands
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| Gucci belt on my pants pants
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| Your girl’s ass in my hands hands
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| Brought her back to my crib
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| Now she pussy poppin' that handstand
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| Ménage à trois, couch castin'
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| Me, her, and her best friend
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| Yeah, please don’t try to stop me
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| I will box your ass like Rocky
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| Wax on wax, Mr Miyagi, like
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| They say M A E S T R O, you so cocky
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| Skate on niggas like it’s hockey
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| Your bitch ride me like a jockey, yeah
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| Yeah I just woke up, and I ran up a check
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| Yeah I just woke up, put some ice on my neck
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| Yeah I just woke up, put some rims on the 'Vette
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| Yeah I just woke up, yeah I just woke up
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| Yeah I just woke up, bought my mama a house
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| Yeah I just woke up, smokin' packs by the ounce
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| Yeah I just woke up, she fit it all in her mouth
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| And I just woke up, yeah I just woke up
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| Yeah I just woke up
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| Yeah I just woke up
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| Yeah I just woke up
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| Yeah I just woke up |