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"Wake Up (2022)" is a track by Warhol.SS, from the album Where’s Warhol 2, released 11th March 2022. Full lyrics are available below.
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Ay, yeah (Flea) [Chorus] Uh, that girl gorgeous Walking through the crib, that's enormous She gave me her phone, make a porn flick I done came from shit but my kids gone be born rich You be with them yes man I see why they on your dick Opp-shopping, caught 'em out the hooker spot, ooh-wee We be riding foreigns but I love me a straight jeep Right hand to God, I ain't never seen a straight freak Thick bitch, she bi, imma fuck her while she pussy eat These n- never had no hoes, they some fucking creeps Riding on a yacht, it's overseas we in the Philippines [Verse 1] Ay, ay, ay, ay Better pay attention everything it ain't what it seems I done went to sleep on them shrooms, had a lucid dream Then I figured out, with my mind, I be moving things (Ay, ay) No Matilda though, pull a couple [?] for my n- who sit down the road Free my n- Teezy and Five, on my granny's soul Some my n- they ain't even missin' shit, we ain't even start the show Riding with some thousands, choppas make me comfortable Scotty [?] the liquor [?], this shit tropical I be in my head, plotting quick, diabolical Glock 9 shave a n- head and it's follicles N- think he gone hit that dough, that's impossible We've waiting for a n- to tweet, we gone demonstrate Every time, I get on these beats, I elevate If you know you know, and if you play you late [Chorus] Uh, that girl gorgeous Walking through the crib, that's enormous She gave me her phone, make a porn flick I done came from shit but my kids gone be born rich You be with them yes man I see why they on your dick Opp-shopping, caught 'em out the hooker spot, ooh-wee We be riding foreigns but I love me a straight jeep Right hand to God, I ain't never seen a straight freak Thick bitch, she bi, imma fuck her while she pussy eat These n- never had no hoes, they some fucking creeps Riding on a yacht, it's overseas we in the Philippines [Verse 2] (Ay, ay, ay, ay) Walking on these beats, call it tap-dancing [?] for the cash, call him Green Lantern This model bitch she from London, call her Pink Panther (phew, ay, phew, ay, ay) Jimmy Neutron, I had a brain blast N- can't move no work, he on the same bag I be high as fuck but I hate it when my plane crash (uh, ay, ay, yuh) I just popped a QB, called it Kaepernick They know how I battle shit, somewhere in the hills blowing weeds you can't prolly get Foenem he on every opp, spot a opp, drop him quick, fuck an opp bitch Then a find a n- hoe and make her top-spin N- working with the feds he done let the cops in Put them diamonds in my bezel I like how the rocks fit (ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) Since money on the floor we on top of that Call the one, she'll pick up the phone, I ain't call her back Bitch, I been a hot n-, I just know how to rap [Outro] Uh, that girl gorgeous Walking through the crib, that's enormous She gave me her phone, make a porn flick I done came from shit but my kids gone be born rich You be with them yes man I see why they on your dick Opp-shopping, caught 'em out the [?]spot, ooh-wee We be riding foreigns but I love me a straight jeep
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