| Wake up thanking God
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| Wake up, wake up thanking God for these brand new mercies
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| It’s a Game of Thrones, all I see is Cersei
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| I stay with the squad, still be smoking percies though
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| Have your weapon formed, but that shit can’t hurt me
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| I stay in the sun, need my skin like Hershey’s (yeah)
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| Do everything well, Jackie Joyner-Kersee
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| I’m 'bout to run it up, monetizing controversy
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| Bitch you want cut with us
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| Playing all the roles where the fuck is Eddie Murphy?
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| Niggas thirsty, you want poppin' shit in person
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| Niggas Hercules on the internet
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| Ain’t no bitch in me, come and search me
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| Slutted out, high fashion fam, I’m fly with my silhouette
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| Thousand thread count, soft-ass niggas prone to pillow talk
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| Neighbors think it’s dope, dodging comet with these kilowatts
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| Six-figure quote off a motherfucking keynote presentation
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| That’s a Ted talk, say less let the bread talk
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| Every day I wake up thanking God
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| Yeah, wake up thanking God for these brand new mercies (ay)
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| Wake up thanking God
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| Ay, wake up thanking God for these brand new mercies
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| Every day I wake up thanking God
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| Yeah, wake up thanking God for these brand new mercies (ay)
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| Wake up thanking God
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| Ay, wake up thanking God for these brand new mercies
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| I got on my knees, said a prayer, caught a blessing on these niggas
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| Count my blessings on these niggas, count my blessings |