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nick grant - bleu cheese lyrics
[intro]
la ladi ladi la
you know it
hey
mario!
[hook:]
i wake up, and get in my bag
i count up my cash
i pray up my soul (my soul)
then go and get more (more yeah)
i wake up, and get in my bag (my bag)
my b-tches so bad
i hit it soon as i, soon as i
i wake up, and get in my bag
i count up my cash
i pray up my soul (my soul)
then go and get more (more yeah)
i wake up, get right in my bag
i dream about racks
i gotta get it as soon as i wake up
i wake up
[verse 1: nick grant]
you done fell in love with the bad guy
tell em i ain’t nothing like your last guy
feeling like harden with the stash spot
hit her like ricky with the backshots (ricky!)
looking for a way out, so you know i bought a crib way out
you know a young n-gga bout the dough boy
i’m so real when i let the tre out
yeah, put that on gang, better yet, let me put you on game
the way this little b-tch take d, i call that sh-t stealing my slang
f-ckboy, i’m still in my bag
a n-gga can’t stop flipping this cash
got the glow and the pimping in my genes
if it’s it, then i’m all on the -ss
bout the green like jimmy with the mask
pulling off and i gotta do the dash
still you only getting money for the cab
mike jack’ moonwalk for a bag
[hook:]
i wake up, and get in my bag
i count up my cash
i pray up my soul (my soul)
then go and get more (more yeah)
i wake up, and get in my bag (my bag)
my b-tches so bad
i hit it soon as i, soon as i
i wake up, and get in my bag
i count up my cash
i pray up my soul (my soul)
then go and get more (more yeah)
i wake up, get right in my bag
i dream about racks
i gotta get it as soon as i wake up
i wake up
[verse 2: nick grant]
tell me why my ex keep blowing me
swear a n-gga momma used to warn me
i’mma make the k!lling, get the coroner
like its prime time on the corner
f-cking with the plug, we connected
you know i blew cheese how i’m dressing
how they got the white-white jumping out the pot
somebody need to go an talk to wesley
all my n-ggas is the realest, all you n-ggas in your feelings
cop a feel, i hit the ceiling
oh, there’s been a disappearance
oh, you wish you had this willpower, getting jiggy with it with it
i’m that n-gga, who ain’t the realest, sh-t i’m offended
tint on the window, b-tch mind your business
she gon’ shake -ss, she gon’ bounce them t-tties (yeah hoe!)
that p-ssy roud as a golden penny
and these n-ggas tell on they co-defendants
catch you slipping while you on the move
sorry, i might need a quote from menace
eyes popping out the coupe n-gga
i’m coming strong as a bowl of spinach
never ever waste time, when you devoted just go and get it
wait
[hook:]
i wake up, and get in my bag
i count up my cash
i pray up my soul (my soul)
then go and get more (more yeah)
i wake up, and get in my bag (my bag)
my b-tches so bad
i hit it soon as i, soon as i
i wake up, and get in my bag
i count up my cash
i pray up my soul (my soul)
then go and get more (more yeah)
i wake up, get right in my bag
i dream about racks
i gotta get it as soon as i wake up
i wake up
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