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alien family - cups of coffee lyrics

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[verse 1]
wake up in the morning like i love my life
you’ll never be on top, man, you’re afraid of heights
had her screaming out my name, i made her say it twice
told her, if she wake and make me breakfast she can stay the night
always keep a hard hat, in case you lay the pipe
she wanna netflix and chill like i’m made of ice
all these trap hoes really tryna play a wife
hit her thing, kick her to the curb, man
that’s some great advice
ooh, you can’t tell i’m c-cky
wake up and smell the coffee
we kickin’ like i’m miyagi
i can teach you some things
i ain’t making it up
i got the pot on the stove like i was making a cup
i call my groupies band-aids and we just lay in the cut
i got like twelve y’all a year and you the flavor this month
i’m playing games with these dames
that’s how i stay with a hunch
don’t think i never had a clue that y’all was hating on us
that’s why…

[chorus]
she wake up in the mornin’, make a cup of coffee
she like my cd, she make a couple copies
she roll me up a marijuana cigarette
i been up on that real, don’t you get it yet?
i been up on that real, don’t you get it yet?
i been up on that real, don’t you get it yet?
i been up on that real, don’t you get it yet?
i been up on that real, don’t you get it yet?
she wake up in the mornin’, make a cup of coffee
she like my cd, she make a couple copies
she roll me up a marijuana cigarette
i been up on that real, don’t you get it yet?

[verse 2]
the best part of wakin’ up, on my cup of folger’s
you with your girlfriends, go ahead, bring ’em over
bring the drinks, i got the blunts
we ain’t never living sober
i’m about to give you game, call that curry, crossover
been up on the real and you know this yeah, yeah
so hyphy, now like me, since ’06 yeah, yeah
my crew, we cruise
and i know i got my bars up
girls lined up like drive thru’s at starbucks
grew up on the country music, blues, guitar plucks
alien fam and you know we ripping’ mars up
we ain’t stoppin’ until we stars and they never charge us
mack dre’s the one who taught me to go r-t-rd-dud
you on that e, aye
i got plenty of game
forget about your man because he lame
he won’t do it the same
i make ’em feel that vibe whenever i p-ss by
i’m that guy, you don’t gotta ask why

[chorus]
she wake up in the mornin’, make a cup of coffee
she like my cd, she make a a couple copies
she roll me up a marijuana cigarette
i been up on that real, don’t you get it yet?
i been up on that real, don’t you get it yet?
i been up on that real, don’t you get it yet?
i been up on that real, don’t you get it yet?
i been up on that real, don’t you get it yet?
she wake up in the mornin’, make a cup of coffee
she like my cd, she make a couple copies
she roll me up a marijuana cigarette
i been up on that real, don’t you get it yet?

she wake up in the mornin’, make a cup of coffee
she like my cd, she make a a couple copies
she roll me up a marijuana cigarette
i been up on that real, don’t you get it?
i been up on that real, don’t you get it?
i been up on that real, don’t you get it?
i been up on that real, don’t you get it yet?



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