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Wake up feeling blessed Wake up Wake up feeling blessed up Wake up feeling blessed up Pistol on that dresser Ain't afraid to show it Ill expose if I dress up Riding in that Testarossa nigga catch up Wake up feeling blessed Wake up Wake up feeling blessed up Wake up feeling blessed up Pistol on that dresser Ain't afraid to show it Ill expose if I dress up Riding in that Testarossa nigga catch up Wake up feeling blessed Wake up Wake up feeling blessed up Wake up feeling blessed up Pistol on that dresser Ain't afraid to show it Ill expose if I dress up Riding in that Testarossa nigga catch up I'm still whooped from last night But I woke up feeling blessed cause I got some pussy last night You know J will make that shorty moan And this chick was horny so horny I cant tell the whole story though Wake up wake up I like waking up to sex So we sleeping naked when she's laying in my bed I even say some nasty shit You'll think a playa has tourette's I be like bitch you take this dick and suck it right You fucking right I'm on that F*ck her right until she's coming for Christ sakes Clits and tits I bet I rub her the right way I don't get claustrophobic putting stuff in a tight place Shit We been fucking since Myspace Thanks for the friend request Everyday I wake up feeling blessed Write some fire shit And to this day I'm still the best Yes Guaranteed to stay fresh Blessing record crates and tape decks Every morning I break necks Wake up feeling blessed Wake up Wake up feeling blessed up Wake up feeling blessed up Pistol on that dresser Ain't afraid to show it Ill expose if I dress up Riding in that Testarossa nigga catch up Wake up feeling blessed Wake up Wake up feeling blessed up Wake up feeling blessed up Pistol on that dresser Ain't afraid to show it Ill expose if I dress up Riding in that Testarossa nigga catch up Everyday I wake up I'm breaking an 8th up Bake up and stay puffed like my ancestors came from Jamaica Garcia Vega Boy meets world then I'm fucking Topanga Throw a grenade up in the air and then run from the danger Id take a pay cut just to open my only bodega Its Sega Genesis We selling kids coke with the razors I'm talking Goonie shit I'm coming thru just like I'm Data Got me a groovy chick wit booty Come f*ck with ya neighbor We Breaking Bad Makin hash in a vacant lab Hitting vape pens Taking dabs in the trap with the oil I'm just a hit away Rap like I bat for the Royals F*ck a chick a day That's why I'm actin so spoiled I feel blessed Real blessed Waking up to cess relieves the stress Hell yes Its not the cash that's important Its the rap that's important Take two hits of this shit then call me back in the morning Wake up feeling blessed Wake up Wake up feeling blessed up Wake up feeling blessed up Pistol on that dresser Ain't afraid to show it Ill expose if I dress up Riding in that Testarossa nigga catch up Wake up feeling blessed Wake up Wake up feeling blessed up Wake up feeling blessed up Pistol on that dresser Ain't afraid to show it Ill expose if I dress up Riding in that Testarossa nigga catch up
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