When I Wake Up [Explicit]
Max B feat. Mak Mustard
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Gotta do this shit right
For my dawg Biggavel', Young Los
It's a little rap classic for you niggas
Cause you see baby, I thought we was on the same page
We ain't even in the same motherfuckin' boat
I'm just sayin', geah
Cock the nine I got a grip, the llama on my hip
Mami she need another hit
Give her what she need cause I'd rather her
Get the shit from me than another nigga talkin' bout
He show mami the D, fallin' apples from the tree
They green, not red, give me money for my harmony
I can get you armory, I can turn the four to eight
Then I turn the eight to twelve, eat her filet
Then I chase her down, get her pistol rolled
Tell her baby come, we could travel far
I'mma fly you in and outta state
Lie you in and outta caves
Daddy been neglectin' you, I'mma make it better
I just gotta get my money first, ride around with scummy first
Waitin' on the summertime, bitches they get naked
Gotta see 'em from they head to toe, lead 'em from they head to toe
Beat it then I let 'em go, alrighty girl
Here go yo cab, nighty-nighty girl
Every day that I wake up
I don't feel like the usual
I be tryna get my cake up
A couple mil I be sure to do
Sorry that we had to break up
I thought the feelin' was mutual
Baby I didn't mean to do to you
Double M, yo yo, yo
I hate to say it, ya shit bullshit
I hate to play it and the feelin' I get
Nasty, I can't explain it, tainted
Best way to describe it, so many traits of pussy
It's hard for you to hide it, so I'm still ridin'
With Los on the track and the emphasis from Max
Trap ingredients put the extra mustard on the mac
Put the fuckin' on ya back, and ride that wave
Let me dog it from the back, won't even hit you on ya page
I'm heavy with this gauge, overweight with this AK
Lose it like Jenny Craig, savage nigga from Trey Trey
Mustard spit that fluid, got her steppin' and boppin' to it
Spit it and prove it, niggas in love with the music
Beat bangin' on ya chest, King Kong in the trunk
Mustard never cuff, it's ping pong with the cunt
If I die, get the pump, nigga it's time to ride
We the judge and the jury out here, it's time to die
Every day that I wake up
I don't feel like the usual
I be tryna get my cake up
A couple mil I be sure to do
Sorry that we had to break up
I thought the feelin' was mutual
Baby I didn't mean to do to you
Yo I told you man, uhh
Now I'm lovin' in the Cadillac, shorty blowin' in the back
I love it when she call me daddy, even didn't know my name
Her name was Felicia, then her sister Keisha
Maxi had Aisha, we call it triple feature
She's so freaky, baby girl wake up
Go and get ya things on, go and hit the back do'
Now wifey at the front do', ask her what's the smile for
I said now baby baby please you know how these hoes be
They be all on me, they be on Maxi Frenchy
They be all on Los, they be all on they knees
They call it groupie love, mami in the hot tub
She love a Al Pac, Greasy and a Lamborghini
Awww, she love my groupie love
Awww, she love me sweatin' her butt
She see me wake up, mami said I killed it
I did her doggy, she leave like a fuckin' bullet
Every day that I wake up
I don't feel like the usual
I be tryna get my cake up
A couple mil I be sure to do
Sorry that we had to break up
I thought the feelin' was mutual
Baby I didn't mean to do to you
Yo yo it's ya boy Dan Greasy, favorite producer favorite producer
Loud block wave gang
What's up, what's good daddy?
What's up Max, what we doin' man?
Listen man we ain't even give you like no end of no beats
We ain't loopin' none of this
You ain't gettin' none of these loops
Holla at the wave gang boys
Free Max B, you know what it is
Dan Greasy, Stormforce, Max B