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feat. Wiz Khalifa
[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
Wake up in the morning feeling so damn good, I made music so good today
Me and my niggas bout to kick it with some bitches, and you know we bout to roll some trees
Iâm feelin' it... you feelin' it
Iâm feelin' it... you feelin' it
M.O.E., M.O.E., music over everything [4X]
[Verse1: Tyga]
Uh Taking my time to perfect the beats
And I still got love for the streets, king gold chains
And my nigga Wiz Khalifa, got trip in a drink
Couple bad bitches, they just want VIP
You played her fo real? Donât bring her around me
Got girls left up in the backseat
Runnin like track meet, thatâs me, leather on the 6th speed
Love it when she got her own shit together
Got shit to lose, then she with whatever
Always out of town, she my distant lover
Only pull in driveways with tints and better
Gold rims, we ghetto, on the chase for cheddar
From a jet runway, I can land wherever
Make more in a day than your salary
Nigga why you mad at me? Talk cheap, I donât lose sleep,
Man I...
[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
Wake up in the morning feeling so damn good, I made music so good today
Me and my niggas bout to kick it with some bitches, and you know we bout to roll some trees
Iâm feelin' it... you feelin' it
Iâm feelin' it... you feelin' it
M.O.E., M.O.E., music over everything [4X]
[Verse2: Wiz Khalifa]
I roll up that Mary J, my favorite song playin'
My clothes from the runway, my kush come from the land
Youâs a baller or a hustler then you know what Iâm sayin'
Them haters they talkin, hear em talk, I donât care
Iâm rollin'
Probably do a 95, smoking getting mighty high
Rolling weed since â99, smoke so much Iâll probably fly
If I donât smoke Iâll probably die
Iâm holdin'
Grippin' on the steering wheel, listening to my favorite jam
Ridin through Hollywood, Iâm feeling like the fuckin man
Hundred grand to see me, kinda fore I go to sleep
Thatâs why Iâ¦
[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
Wake up in the morning feeling so damn good, I made music so good today
Me and my niggas bout to kick it with some bitches, and you know we bout to roll some trees
Iâm feelin' it... you feelin' it
Iâm feelin' it... you feelin' it
M.O.E., M.O.E., music over everything [4X]
[Verse3: Tyga]
Drive fast till Iâm out of gas
Getting money like this, canât look back
She a one night stand, tryna make it last
But I be out of town soon as I hit that
15 stacks runways, living lavish, big carats
You ain't getting money like that
I put rhymes on the beat, T-Rawws on the feet
Donât hate me âcause Iâm where you wanna be
I do mostly what the minimum do
So my girls might be yours times 22
Ride 22 2âs and I chunk up the deuce
Everything great like a nigga Babe Ruth
Translucent roof, but her dress seem through
She just tryna make it, guess you gotta do what you gotta do
Shit I ain't gonna judge you
But don't expect me to love you, feelin' it?
- Album:
- Feel Me (Single)
- Act Ghetto (Single)
- Fan Of A Fan
- 40 Mill (Single)
- The Gold Album: 18th Dynasty
- Fuk Wat They Talkin Bout (Mixtape)
- Real Deal (Single)
- Hookah (Single)
- Make It Work (Single)
- Dope (Single)
- Hotel California
- Well Done 4 (Mixtape)
- Careless World: Rise Of The Last King
- Faded (Single)
- Well Done 3
- 187
- Far Away (Single)
- Well Done 2 (Mixtape)
- Still Got It (Single)
- Rack City (Single)