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Featuring Wiz Khalifa Prod. by DJ Spinz (Hook) I woke up, I brought some drink ups with my niggas I got on the phone and caught up with some midgets I got dressed, I mixed the pussy with Versace I smoked a joint and took a BR, now I'm irie I'm irie, I'm irie I'm irie, I'm irie Yeah, I'm irie I'm irie (Verse 1) Went on in Brooklyn I see runners through bodegas Don't be no grudge, but homie, I prefer papers And I got love for the Mets but it's still Lakers I turn my music up, fuck my neighbors I hit JFK, I'm going back to Cali I got some og kush for supper, no, not valley My nigga Beezy on the way from 'County We keep supporting, damn it, we from grass valley I got a bad bitch riding shotgun with the shotgun Pocket full of money and some condoms I'mma drop your bitch back off when I'm done Hope you make your bitch get in the shower SongtexteThat's your bitch, she my bitch, too She let the homie in, too Niggas be coughing while their bitches fucking My nigga, that ain't nothing new I'm the nigga that your bitch come to When she wanna cheat on you I hella be tripping, too, but I got my bitches in you (Hook) I woke up, I brought some drink ups with my niggas I got on the phone and caught up with some midgets I got dressed, I mixed the pussy with Versace I smoked a joint and took a BR, now I'm irie I'm irie, I'm irie I'm irie, I'm irie Yeah, I'm irie I'm irie (Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa) I'm still in the gang, it gets so hot it's irrational When I pull up in first class, it's international I know some ratchet bitches and they rep the North side We ain't smoking on that pack unless it's certified Glowing by the zone, nigga, worth the grown Smoking on that strong, give me dome while I'm on the phone Take you to my home where we zip it up and pack it Roll them joints up big as fuck, they tell me smell my '. This young boy gonna live it up Pass the loud, you'd think that I smoke flavors No bitches in the hood that don't smoke papers Ain't tryina heard 'bout what you mean because I got it It's on the plane cause I can't leave a trip without it Claim you smoke more weed than me, I really doubt it If she wake up and roll a joint that mean she 'bout it And rest in peace, go to my nigga right Now we call it KK and we smoke it all day Straight to the face, fuck what the police say (Hook) I woke up, I brought some drink ups with my niggas I got on the phone and caught up with some midgets I got dressed, I mixed the pussy with Versace I smoked a joint and took a BR, now I'm irie I'm irie, I'm irie I'm irie, I'm irie Yeah, I'm irie I'm irie Aus Songtexte Mania