When i wake up in the morning
I need like five blunts
Yeah that cookie weed that good stuff
Mainly because i don't give a f*ck
F*ck you and your opinions bruh
You better duck when these motherf*cking heaters come
Because when we coming we ain't never giving nothing up
On nothing bruh
You better say your prayers and stuff
Because when we coming we coming all equipped up
I need my weed i need my weed
Need my pockets filled with green
Need a bad bitch from the street
I like em mean
Like em kinda street
I like em kinda geek
I might as when put that booty up on me
Its Z
And you ain't gotta flex uh huh
So heard you got a bitch uh huh huh
So sick uh huh
We make a movie
Make a flick uh huh huh
And my wrist uh huh
Is colder than the six uh huh huh
They looking at me
Try'n to see my tricks uh huh huh
You know it gets as cold as the winter wind
So bad i need a baddie to come and grind on me
My heart is broken
This heart ache
And i don't even give a shit
My brain is so sad its crazy i think i lost my way
And stop playing me because i am not the one
My body her treadmill
And oh my gosh she likes to run
She match me on tinder
How she know just what i want
I'm single now been single
How
Someone take me off the shelf
When i wake up in the morning
I need like five blunts
Yeah that cookie weed that good stuff
Mainly because i don't give a f*ck
F*ck you and your opinions bruh
When i wake up in the morning
I need like five blunts
Yeah that cookie weed that good stuff
Mainly because i don't give a f*ck
F*ck you and your opinions bruh
Adzee - Respect Me! Lyrics
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English
When i wake up in the morning
I need like five blunts
Yeah that cookie weed that good stuff
Mainly because i don't give a f*ck
F*ck you and your opinions bruh
You better duck when these motherf*cking heaters come
Because when we coming we ain't never giving nothing up
On nothing bruh
You better say your prayers and stuff
Because when we coming we coming all equipped up
I need my weed i need my weed
Need my pockets filled with green
Need a bad bitch from the street
I like em mean
Like em kinda street
I like em kinda geek
I might as when put that booty up on me
Its Z
And you ain't gotta flex uh huh
So heard you got a bitch uh huh huh
So sick uh huh
We make a movie
Make a flick uh huh huh
And my wrist uh huh
Is colder than the six uh huh huh
They looking at me
Try'n to see my tricks uh huh huh
You know it gets as cold as the winter wind
So bad i need a baddie to come and grind on me
My heart is broken
This heart ache
And i don't even give a shit
My brain is so sad its crazy i think i lost my way
And stop playing me because i am not the one
My body her treadmill
And oh my gosh she likes to run
She match me on tinder
How she know just what i want
I'm single now been single
How
Someone take me off the shelf
When i wake up in the morning
I need like five blunts
Yeah that cookie weed that good stuff
Mainly because i don't give a f*ck
F*ck you and your opinions bruh
When i wake up in the morning
I need like five blunts
Yeah that cookie weed that good stuff
Mainly because i don't give a f*ck
F*ck you and your opinions bruh
I need like five blunts
Yeah that cookie weed that good stuff
Mainly because i don't give a f*ck
F*ck you and your opinions bruh
You better duck when these motherf*cking heaters come
Because when we coming we ain't never giving nothing up
On nothing bruh
You better say your prayers and stuff
Because when we coming we coming all equipped up
I need my weed i need my weed
Need my pockets filled with green
Need a bad bitch from the street
I like em mean
Like em kinda street
I like em kinda geek
I might as when put that booty up on me
Its Z
And you ain't gotta flex uh huh
So heard you got a bitch uh huh huh
So sick uh huh
We make a movie
Make a flick uh huh huh
And my wrist uh huh
Is colder than the six uh huh huh
They looking at me
Try'n to see my tricks uh huh huh
You know it gets as cold as the winter wind
So bad i need a baddie to come and grind on me
My heart is broken
This heart ache
And i don't even give a shit
My brain is so sad its crazy i think i lost my way
And stop playing me because i am not the one
My body her treadmill
And oh my gosh she likes to run
She match me on tinder
How she know just what i want
I'm single now been single
How
Someone take me off the shelf
When i wake up in the morning
I need like five blunts
Yeah that cookie weed that good stuff
Mainly because i don't give a f*ck
F*ck you and your opinions bruh
When i wake up in the morning
I need like five blunts
Yeah that cookie weed that good stuff
Mainly because i don't give a f*ck
F*ck you and your opinions bruh
Writer: Adam Woods
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