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jajo o'taylor - 88wokitup lyrics

(nlyb that’s the gang is us)
(i get that money what up)
(they call me josey a lil n+gga what up)
(i get that money what up)
wake up, wake up, wake up, (yea)
wake up, wake up, wake up
millys’ to make, wake up
the millys’ to make, wake up
i get the bank, wake up
hop out the bank, wake up
nlyb that’s the gang, it’s us
i gotta hop out the bus
you was just talkin’ real down on my name
i told a n+gga it’s up
me and my gang
allergic to lames
i said my nose is stuffed
put a 8+8 in my motherf+ckin’ cup
i told em’ i’m wokin’ it up
put a 8+8 in my motherf+ckin’ clip
you know that i’m walkin’ them up
p+ssy keep playin’, we f+ckin’ them up
catch them on the block
wе hit them with drums
n+ggas keep playin’
we hop out with beams
wе go r+t+rded like we sip on lean
hunnid round drums they love to sing
twenty+something bullets, up in his spleen
so sam, you like to say the word n+gga
say it one more time, i’m bustin’ the trigger
take your lil’ hoe, put my d+ck in the cl+tter
now your lil’ b+tch f+ckin’ with a real n+gga (eugh)
she said my d+ck was so yummy (eugh)
put this d+ck all in her tummy (yuh)
whip your ass, now i took your lil’ b+tch
and the b+tch thought it was funny
n+gga, keep playin’, we smokin’ the block up
hit her with my glock, i don’t need my chopper
she callin’ me daddy, but i’m not no father
f+ck a ferrari, i hop in a charger
i’m with my goons, yeah, there is some shottas
don’t got budgets, we sippin’ waka flocka
y’all n+ggas tryna jump out, grab on my partner
all these lil’ bullets gonna scare your doctor
if you gon’ talk on my name
make sure you add a flame
make sure you say i’m the one of the greatest
and all your rappers be lame
make sure you say i’m the one of the greatest
and all these rappers be copy and paste
he be my son, i slap him in face
just to tell him there ain’t nothin’ safe
nlyb that’s the gang, it’s us
i gotta hop out the bus
you was just talkin’ real down on my name
i told a n+gga it’s up
me and my gang
allergic to lames
i said my nose is stuffed
put a 8+8 in my motherf+ckin’ cup
i told em’ i’m wokin’ it up

b+tch i be wokin it up
but i do not sip that wok
these lil’ n+ggas be trippin
these lil’ n+ggas be b+tchin
hop out that b+tch with extention
they gonna gemme my land
i ant even playin with him
i ant even playin with them
they already know who im talking bout
i feel like soulja boy
i gotta walk it out
we be the people, the real illuminati
i don’t even know what they talkin’ bout
y’all be just shootin each other
better shoot at the cops
what the f+ck is you talkin’ bout
f+ck them lil’ n+ggas
and f+ck them lil’ cops
reach in my pants pull my rocket out
i got me a chopper, i’m gon’ let it blow
these p+ssy ass n+ggas can’t f+ck with my flow
i’m on them o’s, not crackin’ no 4’s
put them on your head like your name mario
mac 11 or or a modern choppa’
don’t even matter, the bullets gon’ pop him
hit him with 8 rounds like i got a shotgun
n+gga tryna run away, but we caught him
put a 8+8 in my muhf+ckin’ clip i told em’, i’m walkin’ it up (us)
put a 8+8 in my muhf+ckin’ clip i told em’, i’m walkin’ it up
put a 8+8 in my muhf+ckin’ clip i told em’, i’m walkin’ it up
yeah, yeah, told a p+ssy n+gga, i’m walkin’ him up, yeah

nlyb that’s the gang, it’s us
i gotta hop out the bus
you was just talkin’ real down on my name
i told a n+gga it’s up
me and my gang
allergic to lames
i said my nose is stuffed
put a 8+8 in my motherf+ckin’ cup
i told em’ i’m wokin’ it up
nlyb that’s the gang, it’s us
i gotta hop out the bus
you was just talkin’ real down on my name
i told a n+gga it’s up
me and my gang
allergic to lames
i said my nose is stuffed
put a 8+8 in my motherf+ckin’ cup
i told em’ i’m wokin’ it up

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