“I Wake Up No Stylist Lyrics” sung by Destroy Lonely represents the English Music Ensemble. The name of the song is Nostylist by Destroy Lonely.
I Wake Up No Stylist Lyrics
[Chorus]
B^^ch, I wake up, no stylist
Fresh as f^^k, I put it on, no help, I did this s^^t
Got this fine ho, no makeup, and she still look bad^^s^^t
She in school, but it’s cool, yeah, I still might bag this b^^ch
Diamonds flooded like a pool, yeah, my necklace wet as s^^t
[Post-Chorus]
Rock Balenciaga too, b^^ch, I’m flyer than a pigeon
Yeah, I stack my paper up way taller than a midget
All these n^^gas lame as f^^k, and they hate ’cause they don’t get it
Yeah, lil’ b^^ch, I’m cool as f^^k, and it’s paper that I’m gettin’
[Verse 1]
Fly across the globe, b^^ch, I’m gettin’ shows, yeah, I’m on a money mission
All that old s^^t over, but the old hoes still be tellin’ mе they miss me
Yeah, I f^^k on hеr, but I can’t cuff her, I won’t make her Mrs
I don’t know that boy, and I can’t tell you how he end up missin’
I can’t tell you s^^t
Bust down my neck, bust down my wrist
Bust down my b^^ch, bust down my b^^ch
I’m fresh as hell, b^^ch, I’m fly as s^^t
Yeah, this a Hellcat, I’m whippin’ this
Shawty like, “Hell yeah,” she with the s^^ts
Shawty like, “Hell yeah,” she grab my stick
Shawty like, “Hell yeah,” she grabbed my— (Shh)
[Chorus]
B^^ch, I wake up, no stylist
Fresh as f^^k, I put it on, no help, I did this s^^t
Got this fine ho, no makeup, and she still look bad^^s^^t
She in school, but it’s cool, yeah, I still might bag this b^^ch
Diamonds flooded like a pool, yeah, my necklace wet as s^^t
[Verse 2]
Tell that b^^ch to keep it bool, and I might just let her kick it
Got her wet just like a pool, I’m finna dive right in her kitty
My b^^ch rockin’ this s^^t too, I buy her that, she buy me this
Told my folks I’m gettin’ rich, it ain’t no way I’m washin’ dishes
All the pretty hoes comin’ to my shows, man, this s^^t get crazy
If I f^^k that b^^ch I gotta wrap it up, don’t want no baby
I’m in the SRT, Trackhawk, tryna let my thot drive the Mercedes
Yeah, my side, n^^ga, don’t play with this s^^t, you might just die today
Yeah, don’t play, n^^ga, don’t play
N^^gas stayin’ sane, but I’m really insane
Yeah, n^^ga stay in your lane, ’cause mine might drive you crazy
Yeah, I just f^^ked that b^^ch, I didn’t know that was your bae
Yeah, I just count this cash, it ain’t too much to say
Yeah, I just get too fly, like, what more can I say?
Yeah, she doin’ tricks on the d^^k, that ho Cirque du Soleil
Yeah, I’m in Milan, shawty, eatin’ squid and my b^^ch servin’ face
[Chorus]
B^^ch, I wake up, no stylist
Fresh as f^^k, I put it on, no help, I did this s^^t
Got this fine ho, no makeup, and she still look bad^^s^^t
She in school, but it’s cool, yeah, I still might bag this b^^ch
Diamonds flooded like a pool, yeah, my necklace wet as s^^t
[Post-Chorus]
Rock Balenciaga too, b^^ch, I’m flyer than a pigeon
Yeah, I stack my paper up way taller than a midget
All these n^^gas lame as f^^k, and they hate ’cause they don’t get it
Yeah, lil’ b^^ch, I’m cool as f^^k, and it’s paper that I’m gettin’
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