| Woke up and I felt like balling
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| Ain’t even got up out the bed and money calling
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| Got washed up, threw on some new shit
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| Left my old jewels at the crib, got on my new kit
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| Did this shit, should I cop some rims on these hoes?
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| Or should I ice my whole watch?
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| Fuck it, I’mma do both!
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| Shining on these bitches for the days I couldn’t
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| Gotta look good cause I know they looking
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| Flying through my hood, just scoop my cheese
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| For my young wild niggas that be hustling P’s
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| I’mma get money fanatic, drug money in the mattress
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| Chopper in the closet, work in the attic
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| Grew up with bosses, learned from my losses
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| We really do this, we don’t just talk it
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| Niggas want fronts, old bitches want me back
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| We the Detroit Big Tymers, how you love that?
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| (Bitch)
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| Woke up and I felt like balling
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| Ain’t got up out the bed, money calling
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| Took 27 bands and they’re all in
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| 36 wholes, meet me at the mall then
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| Woke up and I felt like balling
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| Ain’t got up out the bed and bitches calling
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| Forgis on the Monte cause they like that
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| Doughboyz Cashout, yeah they like that
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| Ten bands calling, I ain’t even brush my teeth yet
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| Drown in the water, nigga fuck getting my feet wet
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| Killers on my side, and they ain’t never went to recess
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| Up all night, counting money, I ain’t sleep yet
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| Way before this rap shit, nigga I was on
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| Kush bows in the basement got it smellin strong
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| Had to switch my phone, feds trying to tap my shit
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| Cavalli this, Gucci that, I’m on some stunting shit
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| I’m in my coupe looking cool, ho, see me and true
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| Before snow gave us a chance at 40 bands worth of jewels
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| You will end up on the news if you fuck with my gang
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| Your best friend will kill you, what your thought on your brains?
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| I’m swerving lane to lane in my whip on Rouches?
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| You call that girl your wife, I just call her a groupie
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| I stay rocking Gucci, either that or Gisueppe
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| Talking loud on my cell, trying to show off my prezzy, bitch!
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| Woke up and I felt like balling
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| Ain’t got up out the bed, money calling
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| Took 27 bands and they’re all in
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| 36 wholes, meet me at the mall then
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| Woke up and I felt like balling
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| Ain’t got up out the bed and bitches calling
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| Forgis on the Monte cause they like that
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| Doughboyz Cashout, yeah they like that
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| First thing I gotta say, nigga free meech
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| Next thing I gotta say, I got ‘em 23
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| Doughboyz Cashout, who me?
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| Rolls Royce catch them out, wifely
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| On set, all day nigga got them wifey
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| She’s a ho nigga, why you’re trying to wife a freak
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| It’s so cold in the D, no weather
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| Young nigga thugging, plus they got beretta’s
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| Home of the hustlers, you know they getting cheddar
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| Your price high, but my price better
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| Make it rain on the bitch, shawty where your umbrella?
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| Dope boy shit, nigga I ain’t never tell a soul
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| Nigga dippin in the pack, fucking what they nose
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| Nigga fucking off the set, trickin to the hoes
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| Talk a lot of gangsta shit, but be the first to fold
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| Yo Gotti a real nigga, everybody knows!
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| Woke up and I felt like balling
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| Ain’t got up out the bed, money calling
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| Took 27 bands and they’re all in
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| 36 wholes, meet me at the mall then
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| Woke up and I felt like balling
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| Ain’t got up out the bed and bitches calling
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| Forgis on the Monte cause they like that
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| Doughboyz Cashout, yeah they like that |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Woke Up , by - Young Jeezy. Song from the album The Poems of Jay Jenkins, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп