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on it - g.i. magus lyrics

[intro]
yeah
and i’m, and i’m
wake ’em up!

[chorus]
wake up in the morning and i’m on it/ walk up in the spot like i own it/ i can serve it how you want it/ don’t worry ’bout how i do it just know i’m on it/
said i’m on it (on it)/ yeah i’m on it (on it)/ said i’m on it (on it)/ yeah i’m on it (on it)

[verse 1]
i can’t stand a fake (nope)/ i can’t stand a fake (nope)/ man i swear i hate these lames that’s trying to purpotrait/ y’all stay in a nervous state, i come from that murder state/ so i guess that means you know just what this verses fate (pow)/ take these clowns out, that’s a circus date/-took all day get here but i swear i’m worth the wait/ i’m the truth, i’m the truth, what the sermon say (amen)/ yeen know before now then you gone learn today (woo)/ feelin like the hottest thing poppin out the sk!llet/ step in fresh to death, i know i’m bout to k!ll it/ i got a message said i’m acting different/ i politely said “please get off my phone and out yo feelings”/ yo why they acting so sensitive/ (swear to god) hate so much then why you keep listening/(swear to god) keep doing my thang for those who love it/ tell em don’t worry how i do it, know i does it, cousin/

[verse 2]
hop up outta bed- i never turned it off/ whip it, whip it, like i’m churning soft/ that b-tter, that brother shot up out the gutter mayne/ these sucker brothers will sucker punch you like clubber lang/ in a world where they smile at you now, try to murk you later/ run up on your dreams, get to clapping like its time for the perculator/- but a boss don’t drop it low/ we sweep the room, mop the floor/ take the trash out and lock the door/ that’s cleaning house of these garbage folk/ super status for tenants with super lavish facades/ flow is birthing out destiny, liken yours to lamaze/ similar to the untrained ear but lack delivery/ claim to be spitting facts but at best it was facsimile lawd/ tell just why they acting so sensitive/ (swear to god) hate so much but yet you keep listening/(swear to god) keep doing my thang for those who love it/ please don’t worry how i do it, know i does it, cousin/

- g i magus lyrics

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