[Chorus:]
Wake up in the Morning
And I count the paper
Tell the m other n***as
Better get there weigh up
I'm in the club balling
I ain't talking lay-ups
b**hes asking why we do it so major
That's why they hate [x5]
Man f** them haters
That's why they hate [x5]
Hold up
I don't need no introduction
Ya'll already know my name yo
All I know is trill n***as
I don't f** with lame hoes
Smoking on the pine tree
Me and my little dime peice
B-balling in the club
I wish a n***a check my I.D
Say with my dogs
And I ain't talking scooby
Hoes choosing
And they wanna do me
Pop the fly out yup let them out [?]
Beetter get your a** carried out
Like red bones, I like dark skin
I like girls who like girls to
When my system lock
And shad the block
Two 28s in my old school
Tatted up, white t
Pockets full of cash
I am so hot I think I just found snoops stash
6 g on a run way
Magic city on a monday
From O-hi to 305
Bow wezzy and gunplay
Wake up in the Morning
And I count the paper
Tell the m other n***as
Better get there weigh up
I'm in the club balling
I ain't talking lay-ups
b**hes asking why we do it so major
That's why they hate [x5]
Man f** them haters
That's why they hate [x5]
[Gunplay:]
Black magic chrome things
Fresh spray I'm out of here
No miles new leather
Stunting for my audience
Putting on big time
But that ain't really sh** tho
You can throw it in the club
But but that ain't really rich though
Ain't that bout a b**h though
Can't buy swag like this though
A white girl on white girl
That's what I call a disco
I'm all about that big dough
Her mouth all about that get low
I gave that ho a double douse
She throwing back trying to get mo
Quit asking who my j**ler and
If I know slick rick the ruler
I'm gunplay don logan
f** it call me don shooter
I'll snap her like a barracuda
I'll beat it up
I tattooed it
I pick her up
I knock it down
Then keep that cadillac moving
[Chorus:]
Wake up in the Morning
And I count the paper
Tell the m other n***as
Better get there weigh up
I'm in the club balling
I ain't talking lay-ups
b**hes asking why we do it so major
That's why they hate [x5]
Man f** them haters
That's why they hate [x5]
[Bow Wow:]
Maybach music cash money
All we get is fast money
Stunt big, ride tall, sh**ting on all of ya'll
Shout out to my team, always on my grind
Spent 200 on my rolly
Back up b**h, cause u don't know me
Blowing on that purp, but we smoking on that hydro
Don't f** with no [?]
Cause that don't get my eyes close
Shout out to the crib, columbus in this b**h
While you blogging leaving comments, I'm steady getting rich
[Chorus:]
Wake up in the Morning
And I count the paper
Tell the m other n***as
Better get there weigh up
I'm in the club balling
I ain't talking lay-ups
b**hes asking why we do it so major
That's why they hate [x5]
Man f** them haters
That's why they hate [x5]