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Wake Up Video (MV)




Performed By: Busy
Language: English
Length: 2:47
Written by: Colby Banks




Busy - Wake Up Lyrics
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Count up that moolah, give me the bands, where is that blue cheese?
I'm goin' stupid, Birkin my bag, cost me like two keys
Rockin' Balenci', all on my feet, drippin' since day one
ToofknBusy, my bih with me, can't contain us
Wake up wake up wake up, diamonds blind you like a laser
Busy countin' paper, middle fingers to my haters
Wake up wake up wake up, smokin' Runtz, I love the flavor
Stashin' that cash in my vault, some for now some for later
Wake up wake up wake up, diamonds blind you like a laser
Busy countin' paper, middle fingers to my haters
Wake up wake up wake up, smokin' Runtz, I love the flavor
Stashin' that cash in my vault, some for now some for later
Yeah I wake up to the smell of White Runtz burnin' (Runtz)
Bad bitch right beside me sleepin' with her ass twerkin' (Ass)
Yeah I slip into the drip cause it's time to surface
Okay Versace on my wrist and my belt Hermes (Yeah)
Then we skrrt, hit the party, red LaFerrari (Skrrt)
This bih yellin' out slow down, I'm just gettin' started (Woah)
Stuff a pound in my Linea Rossa Prada harness (Drip)
The way my bitch shakin' ass hotter than a furnace (Damn)
Baby girl bad, got me bustin'(Yeah) Like my AK from Russia (Rahh)
Blunt full of Runtz got me buzzin'(Gas) F*ck pounds got a dozen (Yeah)
All these lil bitches be crushin'(Crush) That shit don't mean nothin' though
You are the one that I'm lovin'(Muah) End of discussion, yeah woah
Fell in love with the ice (Ice ice) The way that it shine and dance in the light
Got cash on my mind (Cash cash) Out with my bitch, she want me inside
I'm under her spell (Spell yeah) Smokin' on gas, we keep to ourselves
Drop weight on the scale (Scale yeah) Now me and my bitch, we rockin' Chanel (Yeah)
Count up that moolah, give me the bands, where is that blue cheese?
I'm goin' stupid, Birkin my bag, cost me like two keys
Rockin' Balenci', all on my feet, drippin' since day one
ToofknBusy, my bih with me, can't contain us
Wake up wake up wake up, diamonds blind you like a laser
Busy countin' paper, middle fingers to my haters
Wake up wake up wake up, smokin' Runtz, I love the flavor
Stashin' that cash in my vault, some for now some for later
Wake up wake up wake up, diamonds blind you like a laser
Busy countin' paper, middle fingers to my haters
Wake up wake up wake up, smokin' Runtz, I love the flavor
Stashin' that cash in my vault, some for now some for later
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Count up that moolah, give me the bands, where is that blue cheese?
I'm goin' stupid, Birkin my bag, cost me like two keys
Rockin' Balenci', all on my feet, drippin' since day one
ToofknBusy, my bih with me, can't contain us
Wake up wake up wake up, diamonds blind you like a laser
Busy countin' paper, middle fingers to my haters
Wake up wake up wake up, smokin' Runtz, I love the flavor
Stashin' that cash in my vault, some for now some for later
Wake up wake up wake up, diamonds blind you like a laser
Busy countin' paper, middle fingers to my haters
Wake up wake up wake up, smokin' Runtz, I love the flavor
Stashin' that cash in my vault, some for now some for later
Yeah I wake up to the smell of White Runtz burnin' (Runtz)
Bad bitch right beside me sleepin' with her ass twerkin' (Ass)
Yeah I slip into the drip cause it's time to surface
Okay Versace on my wrist and my belt Hermes (Yeah)
Then we skrrt, hit the party, red LaFerrari (Skrrt)
This bih yellin' out slow down, I'm just gettin' started (Woah)
Stuff a pound in my Linea Rossa Prada harness (Drip)
The way my bitch shakin' ass hotter than a furnace (Damn)
Baby girl bad, got me bustin'(Yeah) Like my AK from Russia (Rahh)
Blunt full of Runtz got me buzzin'(Gas) F*ck pounds got a dozen (Yeah)
All these lil bitches be crushin'(Crush) That shit don't mean nothin' though
You are the one that I'm lovin'(Muah) End of discussion, yeah woah
Fell in love with the ice (Ice ice) The way that it shine and dance in the light
Got cash on my mind (Cash cash) Out with my bitch, she want me inside
I'm under her spell (Spell yeah) Smokin' on gas, we keep to ourselves
Drop weight on the scale (Scale yeah) Now me and my bitch, we rockin' Chanel (Yeah)
Count up that moolah, give me the bands, where is that blue cheese?
I'm goin' stupid, Birkin my bag, cost me like two keys
Rockin' Balenci', all on my feet, drippin' since day one
ToofknBusy, my bih with me, can't contain us
Wake up wake up wake up, diamonds blind you like a laser
Busy countin' paper, middle fingers to my haters
Wake up wake up wake up, smokin' Runtz, I love the flavor
Stashin' that cash in my vault, some for now some for later
Wake up wake up wake up, diamonds blind you like a laser
Busy countin' paper, middle fingers to my haters
Wake up wake up wake up, smokin' Runtz, I love the flavor
Stashin' that cash in my vault, some for now some for later
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Writer: Colby Banks
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