Hey, my niggas, we havin' a wonderful day And I won't fuck with me, why? 'Cause it's the first of the month And now we smokin', jokin', rollin' blunts And sippin' on 40 ounces, thuggin' Come, come, we've got the blunts and rum From jumpin' all nights, we high Hit up the block to where? East 99 I get with my nigga to get me some yayo Double up, "Nigga, what you need?" "We got weed to get P.O.D.'d, fiend for the green leaves" Double up for the first, fo' sho' better lay low 'Cause the po-po creep when they roll slow If you can't get away, better toss that yayo Keep your bankroll Yeah, we havin' a celebration, love to stay high And you better believe when it's time to grind I'm down for mine, crime after crime Fin to creep to the pad cause moms got the grub on the grill And we got the 4-0, you know it's the first of the month And my nigga, we chills for real Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up It's the first of the month So get up, get up, get up, get up, get up So cash your checks and come up Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up It's the first of the month So get up, get up, get up, get up, get up So cash your checks and come up Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up It's the first of the month So get up, get up, get up, get up, get up So cash your checks and come up Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up It's the first of the month So get up, get up, get up, get up, get up So cash your checks and come up
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