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letra de idiots don't sleep - infinite mass

[intro]
yes?
ooh ah ooh ah ooh ah
you better wake up (you better wake up)

[verse 1]
seven o’clock i woke up kinda slow
my n-gga on the do’ tripped from the day befo’
i saw the goat creepin’ up on the brotha
had to let him in, bl–dy and shakin’ like a mothaf-cka
it ain’t no joke and it breaks my heart
to see a good friend so close to the end
i tried to talk and make him listen to reason
but the same f-ckin’ sh-t keep repeatin’ again and again
hope for divine intervention
put my trust in allah to be the final judge
guess he gave him a second chance
’cause by twelve, he stepped deep into the summer heat
the green grass and the ladies undressed
kicked on the beach and tried to kick the players breath
serve the erection of the p-n-s and right about then
down came the homies

[chorus]
wake up and smell the b-tt from my breath (wake up)
wake up and smell the b-tt from my breath (wake)
wake up and smell the b-tt from my breath (you wake up)
wake up and smell the b-tt from my breath (you gotta wake up)
[verse 2]
i wake up my watch six p.m. the sun is burnin’ hot
the sweat is drippin’ down in pearls but who gives a f-ck?
on my way home, champ from the sunny daze
sittin’ by the pool watchin’ ladies being naught-ay
open up my door my hot babe stand by the shower
her pants off (yeah) and i devour you
arabian g goin’ wild back and forth in the bath
until she feels venus in the sky
the phone rings ’till the machine goes on
it’s (it’s the don) don s-a double l-a to meet up at nine thirty
reach for the remote to the cd
turn it up, new sh-t i’m a playa while i light e beedi
and a light a beedi, wake up and smell the girl my friend
you little wannabe, ten o’clock back in town with my clique around
yeah i’m late i’d rather walk than stress like a clown

[chorus]
wake up and smell the b-tt from my breath (you wake up)
wake up and smell the b-tt from my breath (wake)
wake up and smell the b-tt from my breath (you wake up)
wake up and smell the b-tt from my breath (you gotta wake up)
ooh ah ooh ah ooh ah
you better wake up (you better wake up)
all night in his jeep ’cause idiots don’t sleep
you better wake up
[verse 3]
late night my bro’s about to come by
chillin’ in the ghetto share they crib in the r-i-n-k-e-b-y
out on the west they know what’s happenin’
call me up and say i might lose a girlfriend?
here it goes again another love problem
[?] fill the bud so i ain’t finna solve ’em
dope ear-ring so she’s ate before she sits
i will pour a glass to her gin and juice
so she can get a little loose
put on 4-tay startin’ with the fo’ play
’cause she sag on with them natural [?]
with the finest curves ever seen in this world
left her open like a flower
lyin’ in bed but i bailed to the shower
out of the crib into the rinkeby night
lookin’ for something to get me feel alright

[chorus]
wake up and smell the b-tt from my breath (you wake up)
wake up and smell the b-tt from my breath (wake)
wake up and smell the b-tt from my breath (you wake up)
wake up and smell the b-tt from my breath (you gotta wake up)
wake up and smell the b-tt from my breath (you wake up)
wake up and smell the b-tt from my breath
you better wake up
you better wake up

- infinite mass

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