Lyrics:
(Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up)
A spark by midnight
(Get up, get up, get up)
Shootin' 'round, movin' white
Ooh, baby, the block's hot just
the beer for thirsty men
A drink that they have earned
And pour a beer for those who fell
For those who did not return
Raise your horns raise them up
At last it's coming up, the sun
The body snatcher's day be gone
With blackened teeth and ruddy skin
And swigging long upon his gin
He's weak
to complain)
I never complain
When I get up each morning
There's nothing to breathe but air
(Yeah)
(And when I look in the mirror)
(There's nothing to comb but
man was thirsty, I could tell by his look
Cause he looked the way I look
When I look for a juks, bitch
Motherfucker teamwork, work hard nigga
50 cent
Sorry mama my insomnias been gettin worse
Sorry dad I had to start rapping and sellin work
Had to scrape it out the mud nails caked with dirt
Dreams
Just G's and lex we slang heat till death
Top notch bombs drop and keep the house on deck nothing less
[Chorus]
[Tha Angels]
Fell up in the Dogg House,
Yeah
Submerged in my mind all the time, tryna get caked up
(Caked up)
Move along with that fake love
Everybody wanna leave my side like we ain't
niggas tried to jam me
I'm strapped now movin around wit the swammie
Got a baby by ya baby mama nigga we family
Niggas mad at the kid 'cause I'm caked up
happy! sorry... woke up,shit,like fuck today
한국힙합 is nothin
pussy boy swervin
나 코가 아파 thirsty
glock 45 right by
my side you ganna swervin
pussyboy
for thirsty men
A drink that they have earned
And pour a beer for those who fell
For those who did not return
Raise your horns
Raise them up
on the boulevard of Linden
Back in the days on the boulevard of Linden (so thirsty)
Back in the days on the boulevard of Linden (yeah)
Back in the days
that tumble by degree
Like laughing children one by one
They look like you and me
So take off your thirsty boots and stay for awhile
Your feet are hot
you're from
If you're thirsty they'll buy you a beer
Yeah, the locals, they're the lifeblood here till the day they die
Yeah, the locals tell
You look like you wanna waste some time
I don't know if this a waste of time
You didn't really come off to me too thirsty
Maybe we can meet up
the luckier you'll get
You gotta dig dig dig before you're thirsty
It's a late night practice
Callus finger way
It's a set up tear down
Repeatin' payday
It's
As I look at the morning sky
Today the wind is blowing hard
See that bird has flown too high
Pretty soon it will be tired
I spent a day all by
Up! magazine
Salt-n-Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine
Hangin' pictures on my wall
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
I let my tape
Chyeah, Young Mula, baby
Good morning New York
What up New Orleans?
Yo, what you want me to do Weezy?
Get 'em, baby
Alright, daddy
Nicki
of being caked up
On the island while the weather’s freezing
Whether he's in the French Caribbean
Swimming with amphibians
Or in Hawaii blowing Maui Wowie,
these niggas who ain't face none
But I'ma be the nigga that they feelin' when the day come
Thirsty for the pay, young niggas led astray
Stray bullet
You can’t fake love, but she faked it
Saw her caked up, and now we’re naked
Didn’t know that she had a man oh that’s you?
Well I guess it ain’t all
caked up, yo, straight up
It's new, y'all living off of slave trader's paper
But I'm a live, though, yo, I'm a live though
I'm putting up the big swing
You know what I'm sayin'?
8 It's all good baby, baby, check it
9 It was all a dream
I used to read Word Up magazine
Salt 'n' Pepa and Heavy D up in
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