| All I really wanna do is get me some money
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| Every day that I wake up I’m gettin' my cake up real long
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| It’s time to wake up everybody that was sleepin' on me
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| I feel like these people been snoozin' on Yella too long
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| I wanna know, I wanna know
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| Why they sleepin' on me, I wanna know, I wanna know
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| Why they sleepin' on me, I wanna know, I wanna know
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| Why they sleepin' on me, I wanna know, I wanna know
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| Been gettin' my weight up and chasin' my paper
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| Been sleepin' on Yella too long
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| I keep it too player, say motherfuck a hater
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| For Dallas say I’ma put on
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| I’m through with the fables, if you ain’t able
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| Then you just need to move on
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| What can you bring to the table, bitch you faithful
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| Bring me some paper, come on
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| Ain’t tryna hear all the side, I’m talkin' 'bout your pride
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| I might I go through shit on my own
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| Same when it come to my partners, ain’t 'cause I’m ridin'
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| Whether they right or they wrong
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| Ready to load up the chopper, clip long as batter
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| Shoot up some shit and get gone
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| I promise you nigga we gotta, yeah we can squable
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| Promise you it won’t take long
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| Yeah my engine is roarin', hoop in the foreign
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| Bust me a nut and get gone
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| Say lil baby you gorgeous, hop in the Porsche
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| We gonna rejoice to this song
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| All of these bitches annoying, want me to spoil them
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| Askin' Lil Yella for loans
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| Just let me trap out your 'partment, get that bitch scorchin'
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| I’ma bust down me some bows
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| All I really wanna do is get me some money
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| Every day that I wake up I’m gettin' my cake up real long
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| It’s time to wake up everybody that was sleepin' on me
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| I feel like these people been snoozin' on Yella too long
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| I wanna know, I wanna know
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| Why they sleepin' on me, I wanna know, I wanna know
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| Why they sleepin' on me, I wanna know, I wanna know
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| Why they sleepin' on me, I wanna know, I wanna know
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| These bitches back choosin', you can keep snoozin'
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| The hate is gettin' out of control
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| Say kid to confuse you, my niggas they ruthless
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| Why do they hate, I don’t know
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| These niggas be lyin', I ain’t replyin'
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| They really don’t want no smoke
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| Yeah, they keep goin' live and woofin' and divin'
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| Spreadin' the rumors like hoes
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| Say these niggas ain’t fly, I heard through the wire
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| That I give the street niggas hope
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| They jock my attire like Richard Pryor
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| These pussy niggas some jokes
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| Say I am on fire, I’m the supplier, I can get you what you want, hey
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| No I don’t get tired, I need a rider that know how this shit really go
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| Yeah the deads in the field, they shoot 'til it’s empty
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| Empty the shells and reload
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| No I won’t get caught sleepin', keep killers with me
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| Hundred gorillas at shows
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| Your bitch in my mentions, jockin' my pimpin'
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| Tell that bitch bring me some dough
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| Broke niggas they itchin', tryna hit licks
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| I knock a nigga out his soul, yeah
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| All I really wanna do is get me some money
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| Every day that I wake up I’m gettin' my cake up real long
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| It’s time to wake up everybody that was sleepin' on me
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| I feel like these people been snoozin' on Yella too long
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| I wanna know, I wanna know
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| Why they sleepin' on me, I wanna know, I wanna know
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| Why they sleepin' on me, I wanna know, I wanna know
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| Why they sleepin' on me, I wanna know, I wanna know |