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Crooked I - Wake They Game Up (ft. Yukmouth)
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Artist: Crooked I (feat. Yukmouth)
Song: Wake They Game Up
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Appears on: St. Valentines Day Bossacre


Verse 1: (Yukmouth)

The wrist 40 carats above zero, the neck sub zero
The bitches choose the chosen one, above zero
Sittin’ on Dub-zeros, the greatest American Thug Hero
Dodgin’ the truck ?
I’m like Pac in his prime, always cockin’ a 9
The whip transform like Optimus Prime
So the Benz Autobahn, translusive roots,
Automatic start zoomin’ down the Autobahn
Hot wheels on a hot car
And I’m buyin’ out the bar so we party like a Rock Star
Money talks like yada, yada, yada
One look at the wrist I’m fuckin’ on your baby mama
One look at the whip I’m leavin’ with the latest model
Now the actress holla, I’m a date for the Oscars
And I’m draped like a mobster, antics Prada
Even my wallet chain cost a thousand Dollars

Chorus: (Yukmouth)

Wake em up, wake em up, I’ma wake they game up (3x)
Nigga don’t hate us, step your whip and your bitch game up
Nigga wake your game up

Verse 2: (Crooked I)

Boss of the West, Dodger blue wearer
I’m on you niggas heads like I got stock in New Era
Crooked don’t care if you with him or not
Dude pockets so fat they need insulin shots
Engine operate on more pistons than Michigan got
I name my pits Biggie and Pac, nigga I’m hot
Go ahead, stick your chest out, like some implants
What they call true religion? Oh yeah, them pants
Keep two Rugers in ‘em, just for piss ants
Let’s dance, I knock you right out your defense stands
I was always taught that the sky is the limit
I reach for the sky throw up the Eastside in a minute
Wake em up, wake em up
Crooked I is the business, every whip on the strip, Crooked I was in it
When I’m sleepin’ I’m dreamin’ of my Boss lifestyle
Then I wake up and write down what I’m recitin’ right now

Chorus: (Yukmouth)

Wake em up, wake em up, I’ma wake they game up (3x)
Nigga don’t hate us, step your whip and your bitch game up
Nigga wake your game up

Verse 3: (Yukmouth)

You need to drink a Red Bull, heard it give you wings
I’m in that red bull, or the spur with the wings
Chevy Lambo, Bentley Continental thing
Ball in the USA, Springsteen with the bling
The cocaine cowboy with the triple beam
Bust a bird down the, the breast, thighs and chicken wings
And I’m sharper than a guillotine
Hit the scene, steppin’ on white squares like MJ in Billy Jean
Step your gear up, my chains the year of
The coke the year up, that rose the year of
And my earlobe froze, I need ear muffs
Poppin’ Rose with hoes, niggas just need to (wake they game up)
I’m so crispy, the Louis 9-50
In that 5-50 then I’m flyer than a Frisbee
Smokin’ presidential gettin’ Lewinski
Got Britney in the trunk, full of Bobby and Whitney, nigga

Chorus: (Yukmouth)

Wake em up, wake em up, I’ma wake they game up (3x)
Nigga don’t hate us, step your whip and your bitch game up
Nigga wake your game up
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