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Wake Em Up (feat. Texaco Suave & 1 Take) [Bonus Track] Video (MV)






Izzéo - Wake Em Up (feat. Texaco Suave & 1 Take) [Bonus Track] Lyrics




I heard they was sleep so I gotta go wake em up
All in they speaker I know they can't get enough
I'm in the yo with a bitch that so bad she be calling me dad
Never once have i picked her up
If it's a problem my niggaz gone handle that
You not a rapper go give em your album back When this go up I'm gone get me a platinum plaque
Came in the game and it felt like a Shaq attack

I'm guessing they sleep like it's tempurpedic
F*ck up a check then I go repeat it
I jumped in the game cause they said they need it
If we talking bout plays all my songs receive it
I dont argue with niggaz get out my mentions
They don't pay you think so just pay attention
I'm a shark in the water don't play with fishes
Yo bitch heard all my songs and she say I'm litty
When the envy get real they gone pull a nipsy
Boy i come out the ville so they know it's in me
Hol up wait
Bull In the cut with a smoke pole
Eazy fighting cases from the narcs hoe
I still a get the cookie from the Texaco
They tried to hit Slumz with a elbow
You know Tonk holding down the cell though
Told her its drip for sell hoe
They say when you chasing them M's
It get a lil harder
To even go farther
But I'm in my bag
Not talking bout thug
They think this belong on the barter
If I got a check
And you got a check
Then tell me my nigga who harder
I stepped in the game
To make me a name
Im dodging the hate so don't bother

I heard they was sleep so I gotta go wake em up
All in they speaker I know they can't get enough
I'm in the yo with a bitch that so bad she be calling me dad
Never once have i picked her up
If it's a problem my niggaz gone handle that
You not a rapper go give em your album back
When this go up I'm gone get me a platinum plaque
Came in the game and it felt like a Shaq attack

Say my flavor real
Cant do no more dripping i gotta spill
Say that young nigga ball like he a signed a nigga
Lil nigga you tripping think i aint real
Texaco got that gas pull up pump 10
Keep a pump for these broke niggaz tryna steal
Pop a ceil of the red swerve behind the wheel
My blunt cost a fifty
Suave gone flex on these niggaz
I had to run up a check on these niggaz
These niggaz sit up and they gossip like bitches
I crunch in them numbers go get me some digits
I got them new numbers new deals on the ticket
Tryna flip me a P to a bentley
Told the grower to go ahead and send it
Bad bitch know she with it
I put that dick in her kidney

I be in the chest i gotta treat her like the hiccups
She can run some game i bet a nigga never pick up
If he take the shot i think he wanna pick the stick up
Bad bitch thick
She gone fill a nigga list up
She wanna work it out but i aint tryna do a sit up
Tupac makavelli get a nigga hit up
Big body benz in the making this shit big up
1Take the Great but its Quay who cooking shit up
She just wanna nag
And i just wanna come up
If i got a bag
Then imma f*ck her mama
They going out sad
And they need to recover
Im taking shit off Im feeling like a shuttle
And i had to take me a breath
I believe i could fly when i jumped off the shelf
Flyest young nigga drip shit when i step
You need some more practice i think you should prep
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I heard they was sleep so I gotta go wake em up
All in they speaker I know they can't get enough
I'm in the yo with a bitch that so bad she be calling me dad
Never once have i picked her up
If it's a problem my niggaz gone handle that
You not a rapper go give em your album back When this go up I'm gone get me a platinum plaque
Came in the game and it felt like a Shaq attack

I'm guessing they sleep like it's tempurpedic
F*ck up a check then I go repeat it
I jumped in the game cause they said they need it
If we talking bout plays all my songs receive it
I dont argue with niggaz get out my mentions
They don't pay you think so just pay attention
I'm a shark in the water don't play with fishes
Yo bitch heard all my songs and she say I'm litty
When the envy get real they gone pull a nipsy
Boy i come out the ville so they know it's in me
Hol up wait
Bull In the cut with a smoke pole
Eazy fighting cases from the narcs hoe
I still a get the cookie from the Texaco
They tried to hit Slumz with a elbow
You know Tonk holding down the cell though
Told her its drip for sell hoe
They say when you chasing them M's
It get a lil harder
To even go farther
But I'm in my bag
Not talking bout thug
They think this belong on the barter
If I got a check
And you got a check
Then tell me my nigga who harder
I stepped in the game
To make me a name
Im dodging the hate so don't bother

I heard they was sleep so I gotta go wake em up
All in they speaker I know they can't get enough
I'm in the yo with a bitch that so bad she be calling me dad
Never once have i picked her up
If it's a problem my niggaz gone handle that
You not a rapper go give em your album back
When this go up I'm gone get me a platinum plaque
Came in the game and it felt like a Shaq attack

Say my flavor real
Cant do no more dripping i gotta spill
Say that young nigga ball like he a signed a nigga
Lil nigga you tripping think i aint real
Texaco got that gas pull up pump 10
Keep a pump for these broke niggaz tryna steal
Pop a ceil of the red swerve behind the wheel
My blunt cost a fifty
Suave gone flex on these niggaz
I had to run up a check on these niggaz
These niggaz sit up and they gossip like bitches
I crunch in them numbers go get me some digits
I got them new numbers new deals on the ticket
Tryna flip me a P to a bentley
Told the grower to go ahead and send it
Bad bitch know she with it
I put that dick in her kidney

I be in the chest i gotta treat her like the hiccups
She can run some game i bet a nigga never pick up
If he take the shot i think he wanna pick the stick up
Bad bitch thick
She gone fill a nigga list up
She wanna work it out but i aint tryna do a sit up
Tupac makavelli get a nigga hit up
Big body benz in the making this shit big up
1Take the Great but its Quay who cooking shit up
She just wanna nag
And i just wanna come up
If i got a bag
Then imma f*ck her mama
They going out sad
And they need to recover
Im taking shit off Im feeling like a shuttle
And i had to take me a breath
I believe i could fly when i jumped off the shelf
Flyest young nigga drip shit when i step
You need some more practice i think you should prep
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Writer: Dwight Rhodes
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