| Woke up this morning and I was thinkin' bout cake
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| Woke up this morning ain’t never heard of a break
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| Woke up this morning I couldn’t go back to sleep
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| Woke up this morning you know I had to do me (2x)
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| She blowin' up my phone cause she know I’m a G
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| I put that bitch on silent cause I’m roamin' the streets
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| I hop back in the booth, talkin' bout what I seen
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| All black Vans go with my Levi jeans
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| Mami said: «Simmie you be goin' so hard»
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| Tell 'em Raiders spazz out on my boulevard
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| All black attire, disappear in the dark
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| I drive these hoes crazy like it’s nowhere to park
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| Lookin' at my watch, I can see it’s that time
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| Told her I don’t need her now she losin' her mind
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| Married to the grind and it’s makin' her jealous
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| My crew full of killa’s like I’m hangin' with felons
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| Curry said: «Kill 'em, it’s a fight for your life»
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| But I just want the cash, then I’m takin' your wife
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| Raiders all black, so invisible stripes
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| And we won’t have a problem 'less you step on my Nikes |