Corrección Letra Wake Up Call par Matt Champion

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You don't have to say no more, you don't have to say no more
You gon' have to close that door, f**kin' on the hotel floor
I think I need a wake-up call, yeah, that might save us all
Why do we risk it all for some bullsh*t?

That's what I'm tellin' myself (Yeah)
Still gettin' high by myself (Yeah)
f**kin' these n***as in Dallas (Still)
Still think I'm bi, 'cause she will (Will)
Switchin' lanes, insurance (Uh)
Brought down my endurance (Yeah)
Bounty worth that journey (Yeah)
See what I heard, changin' my ways
I felt like that new, huh (No, no more)

You don't have to say no more, you don't have to say no more
You gon' have to close that door, f**kin' on the hotel floor
I think I need a wake-up call, yeah, that might save us all
Why do we risk it all for some bullsh*t?

That's what I'm tellin' myself
I'm getting high by myself (I'm getting high), yeah
Arch it up like St. Louis (Arch it like St. Louis)
I see the curts, made me clueless, uh
Pretty back skirt on the curtain (On that curtain)
She layin' back, watch it [?] (Watch it [?])
Usin' her legs without talkin' (Without talkin')
Y'all like that feeling of marble
A little too cold on the knees, uh (Ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh)
Shooting in time to one team (Ooh, ooh)
I see the tip through the jeans, huh
Now it gets cold when you speak, huh
Sped up and got in-between, yeah
Love layin' back when I life
I'm in the back for the b*t*h
She finna ride with a b*t*h
Speaking, I'll rock with that b*t*h (b*t*h)

You don't have to say no more, you ain't gotta say no more, yeah
You gon' have to close that door, f**kin' on the hotel floor
I think we need a wake-up call, yeah, it might save us all
Why do we risk it all for some bullsh*t?

First things, f**kin' with the lights on (With the lights on)
Yeah, I'll be fine in the morn'

Ho-ho-ho, b*t*h, I'm santa
I just know your girl, I'm at her address
No, these hoe-hoe-hoes, oh no-no-no
She a ho-ho-ho, but her name Merlyn
Heard your dare friend, pulled up in her basement
I went, "No-no-no," ain't no Merlyn
Then she let me in, her backdoor-door-door-door
I'm supposed to see your girl and her anus
She pulled the gift out my pants while I get breakfast
I took her cookies back in Indiana
I been gettin' to the cash bro, you cannot tell
I been eatin' good, why they call it brisket
Oh, that's your girl? Don't ever play yourself
Now my genitals in her, it's in pair with Merlyn
I been gettin' to the cash, like cereal
I'm serious

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