wake it up Feel! See I'm about to wake it up Feel! I'm about to wake it up Don't it feel so good girl? Feel! I'm about to wake it up Feel! See I'm about
wake it up! Feel! See I'm about to wake it up! Feel! I'm about to wake it up! Don't It feel so good girl [Verse 1: E-40] I keep it 100's, don't carry
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it, cowards get it They still wonder how I did it Now y'all wit it, these niggaz see how I spit it Huh, these bitches see how I kit it You can hear my
album I don't fuck with The Source But I turn up my Eazy-E and let it bump in the Porsche I mean turn up my B.I.G. and let it bump in the Porsche Tell
: (feat. E-40, Rappin 4-Tay, Spice-1) Weeble-lations!! [E-40] Weeble-lations testin, testin. Testin, testin, hey, turn my mic up, this a bitch, I
wake it up! Feel! See I'm about to wake it up! Feel! I'm about to wake it up! Don't It feel so good girl [Verse One - E-40] I keep it 100's, Don't carry
it [?] on ice cream, I know you see it When I pull up ya hoe scream, I know you see it [Chorus] [Verse 3: Gorilla Zoe] I wake up in the mornin' still
E / Esham] Ya need a spoonful, another wants a little taste So let me feed you the city like in a steady pace Ya wake up to gunfire thining it was a
cooks up the blow Mike'll chop it, Mayo, you count the profit My shit is on the streets, this way the Jakes'll never stop it It's your brain on drugs,
got, I spend it and toss around New York it's time we flip it, where you from? Ladies, it's time we flip it, where you from? Now tell me who was the true
tell 'em) Look, my flow style is ridiculous, like E-40 I'm sick with it/ Done stacked up my benjamins, I'm caked up with dividends/ I wake up my presidents
don't stop Okay okay up next, oh, it's the boss, from the home of the Braves Down here chillin' with E-40 'cause it's time to get paid C'mon, actin'
with the Pelle Pelle leather I'm Show B I Z, my partner's A.G. Chill with Greg N I C E or my brother D R E S And what's up to Lord Finesse And I'd like
four: Capitol E / Esham] Ya need a spoonful, another wants a little taste So let me feed you the city like in a steady pace Ya wake up to gunfire thining it
