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brockhampton – wake up call lyrics

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[chorus: ryan beatty]
say no more, you ain’t gotta say no more, yeah
you gon’ have to close that door, f+ckin’ on the hotel floor
i think we need a wake+up call, yeah, it might save us all
why do we risk it all for some bullsh+t?

[verse: kevin abstract]
ask me one time, i say it (yeah)
she’ll get high when i say it (yeah)
f+ckin’ these n+ggas in paris
still think i’m right, ’cause she will
this b+tch [?] insurance (yeah)
brought down my endurance
my tee+shirt got journeys
zip in my hair, gin in my veins (oh my god)

[chorus: ryan beatty]
say no more, you ain’t gotta say no more, yeah
you gon’ have to close that door, f+ckin’ on the hotel floor
i think we need a wake+up call, it’ll save us all
why do we risk it all for some bullsh+t?

[verse: matt champion]
f+ck it, i’ll do it myself
f+ck it and hop up myself
[?]
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[?]
[?]
i’ll make that feelin’, huh, huh, huh, huh
[?]
she [?] tactical team
i see the [?] through the jeans
my [?] gets cold when it speaks
swear that they got in+between
rollin’ in bed when they leave
i’m in the back for this b+tch
she cannot ride with a b+tch
[?]

[chorus: ryan beatty]
say no more, you ain’t gotta say no more, yeah
you gon’ have to close that door, f+ckin’ on the hotel floor
i think we need a wake+up call, yeah, it might save us all
why do we risk it all for some bullsh+t?

[bridge]

first things, f+ckin’ work the lights on
yeah, i’ll be fine in the morn’

[verse: merlyn wood]
ho+ho+ho, b+tch, i’m santa
i just know your girl, i’m at her address
no, these hoe+hoe+hoes, oh no+no+no
she a ho+ho+ho, but her name merlyn
heard your dare friend, pulled up in her bas+m+nt
i went, “no+no+no,” ain’t no merlyn
then she let me in, her backdoor+door+door+door
i’m supposed to see your girl and her +n+s
she pulled the gift out my pants while i get breakfast
i took her cookies back in indiana
i been gettin’ to the cash bro, you cannot tell
i been eatin’ good, why they call it brisket
oh, that’s your girl? don’t ever play yourself
now my genitals in her, it’s in pair with merlyn
i been gettin’ to the cash, like cereal
i’m serious



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