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big sean - in the mornin lyrics

[chorus: x2]
i wake up in the morning
pull them panties to the side
and i’m twistin up that cali
cause you know i stay high

[x4:]
for my b-tch to count my dough

[yg:]
wake up in the morning
for my b-tch she f-ck me back
after i nut she clean it up and the we count a stack
if you were around the corner
you could probably hear her moaning
i wake the neighbors up
cause i f-cking every morning
i’m a m-th- f-ckin gangsta
got some straps up in the closet
in these streets is beef
so i keep the duce in my pocket
even tho i’m on probation
keep the blunt in rotation
smoking some fire
got it from my connect and he jamaican
i’m just tryin to make a dolla outta 15 cents
so i hit the block
and straight pimp me a b-tch, uh
my daddy told me n-gg- get it how you live
so it’s money over b-tches
n-gg- that’s just what it is
keepin it g til i die
to these b-tches i lie
walk out the mall
looking so flyyyyyy
all i know my bank account
got long -ss digits
california weed
counting cheese
f-ckin bad b-tches

[chorus: x2]
i wake up in the morning
pull them panties to the side
and i’m twistin up that cali
cause you know i stay high

[x4:]
for my b-tch to count my dough

[big krit:]
i’m tired talkin early morning f-cking
bed side sucking
why you turnin on ya oven
i was pullin out and bustin on her
back never in her cat
never in between
if you gotta
superbad b-tch like mine
shawty know what i mean
i’m talking slob on my n-b like a pro
zonin… blowing
she might never let it got
on the low
she’s a very freaky girl
don’t say no to daddy
she get wet when i sw-ng [?]
dump it in my cadi
she built like a thoroughbred
ride like a gl-ss house
push on the pillow
she shake and shiver
and mad shy
breakfast and champagne
band and -ss and t-tties
kush and orange juice
serving up and h-lla pimpin

[chorus: x2]
i wake up in the morning
pull them panties to the side
and i’m twisting up that cali
cause you know i stay high

[x4:]
for my b-tch to count my dough

[big sean:]
yea i wake up with hard d-ck
and the b-tch you was dreaming about
she wake up to the realest n-gg-
that all of these hoes is dreaming about
i walk in the bank, i’m cleaning it out
jewelry store i’m gleaming it out
i’m smacking these hoes
and then in skeet on their blouse
you keep your own homes
i’m just leasing them out
westside!
and i don’t mean the f-ckin coast
she screaming b.i.g
but it ain’t no f-ckin ghost
the hoes that turned you down
is the ones i f-ck the most
i’m burning all this bread
so we might as well f-ckin toast
man these n-gg-s looking at me
like they hoes or something
ya’ll are barely touching green
ya’ll are holes in one
these n-gg-s is hoeing cause
d-mnit life’s a sl-t
but i bust a nut
and it’s no wonder why all
these n-gg-s look like my oldest son
too me say it ain’t
and that ghetto -ss dealer man
lighting purple haze you would of thought
i was chillin with killa cam
goin around and around
and around and around
this sh-t it feelin like ceiling flans
i feel the hands feelin in my pants
like “shut the f-ck up hoe
and get in this van”,
i wake up

[chorus: x2]
i wake up in the morning
pull them panties to the side
and i’m twistin up that cali
cause you know i stay high

[x4:]
for my b-tch to count my dough

- big sean lyrics

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