Lyrics

I woke up like this Jewelry sick Morning sickness Rolling over to a bad bitch Real thick bitch Blowin Indacuh Pop a molly Now im going up Hit the yo and spit some sick shit Like im throwin up I woke up like this Jewelry sick Morning sickness Rolling over to a bad bitch Real thick bitch Blowing Indacuh Pop a molly now im going up Hit the yo and spit some sick shit Like im throwing up Keep a real bad bitch And i break her off right Jewelry lit bright lights Shit on frost bites Nigga panic when his bitch look You the soft type He thinking his bitch a good bitch Shawty snout white I woke up and hit a new lick Bought a new wrist Trap money got me booshy Checkin off my wish list Every bitch in here keep choosing Cause Jae Aar the Shit Bih I woke up and put the Cuban on Thats a quick pick Gotta pull up in chicago for the show I know you know And im buying all the dope With the money from the show Pop a peal Ima roll a blunt and pop a seal What it is Made a deal and went spent it on a greel Its just a pull out She dont want me to pull out Hit the projects made a movie Fucked around and got the hood hot Run the money up like super sonic Hit the yo and vomet Got the trap in the club nigga They know when we coming I woke up like this Jewelry sick Morning sickness Rolling over to a bad bitch Real thick bitch Blowin Indicuh Pop a molly Now im going up Hit the yo and spit some sick shit Like im throwin up I woke up like this Jewelry sick Morning sickness Rolling over to a bad bitch Real thick bitch Blowing indicuh Pop a Molly Now im going up Hit the yo and spit some sick shit Like im throwin up If i dont let her kiss the dick She pitch a fit until i let her See the gliss when the light hit This shit cost some chedder Pull up in the nebbacunezzer This shit forever ever All my niggas salers Birds of a feather flock together Gotta keep that heavy metal Even when im in the booth If i turn up on you nigga Im pulling off with ya boo I pull it off im the truth Shit be fallin in my lap I got the trap in a jap I been flexin on the snap They just want to hear a street nigga rap These industry niggas bap Song for song ill makem tap Zanny just to take a nap When i wake up ima run around the map Im just closing up the gap Run the streets hittin laps Gotta circle shit Get back on my og vibe Im smoking purple shit Pimp a hoe Work a bitch Spend it on my fist Dog food and im cookin fish Bitch im fina blitz I woke up like this Jewelry sick Morning sickness Rolling over to a bad bitch Real thick bitch Blowing Indacuh Pop a molly Now im going up Hit the you and spit some sick shit Like im throwing up I woke up like this Jewelry sick Morning sickness Rolling over to a bad bitch Real thick bitch Blowin indacuh Pop a molly Now im going up Hit the yo and spit some sick shit Like im throwin up
Writer(s): Walter Roberson Jr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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