around There's gotta be somethin' better than this You wanna feel like you're livin' Wake, up wake up, son, it's just a voice in your head Get up, get up
around there's gotta be somethin' better than this You wanna feel like you're livin' Chorus Wake up wake up son it's just a voice in your head Get up get up
right West Hollywood feels like a bunny night With GOOD company and better jewelers To the Good Life, we GOOD music [Big Sean:] Man, I wake up to a
, the head honcho Swift fist like Camacho, I got so much style I should be down wit the Stylistics Make up to break up [singing in background] niggaz need to wake up
at And if we in the club you better cuff yo girl super tight Cause it just might be your girl who end up in my room tonight Big pimpin, no simpin, you
me if you can Hey, hey, Mr. Policeman I got a '75 Firebird Trans Am With a 455 up under the hood My and my brother got it running good Wake up behind
up Mr. Night Life, I can give you niggaz sun up I just get an order, let my niggaz pick the gun up That's when I bone ya, nigga wake yo' punk ass up This
Wake up gay, make up with Ray (Hey!) So fuck a chicken, lick a chicken, suck a chicken, Beat a chicken, eat a chicken like it's a big cock(?) bawka-bi
Mr. Macho, the head honcho Swift fist like Camacho, I got so Much style I should be down wit the Stylistics Make up to break up {*singing in background*} niggaz need to wake up
to U gotta best be sure that it go through Ball Greezy gettin money like he 'posed to Good dope in the drop like soul food Big Body, big rims on the old
time. He's washed up now, I heard about it though. [2:20] Ray: What is it you're doing, Mr. Tishman? Carl: I'm using the chicken to measure it Aynsley
sell records but a GGG-u not! Acting big on the radio, to me you not You can ask Mr. CCC who hot Tony Yayo I bet 10 G's you flop Run up on that new 300
(feat. Mr. Short KHOP) [Ice Cube] Yeah, yeah Blaze one for the nation Brrrrr Brrrrr Brrrrr [Verse 1: Ice Cube] I got lyrics that wake up spirits They