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Morning Ritual (feat. Kendra Morris)

๐Ÿ‘ค CZARFACE Meets Ghostface Killah โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Czarface Meets Ghostface โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:40
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โฑ๏ธ 2:40 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 9373328

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Ohh
Yeah
Yo, ayo

I woke up in the morning,
Gave a yawn and a stretch
Stumbled over my gun,
Stepped over my vest
Still had my jewels on,
Huggin' my neck
Then I made it to the bathroom,
Boner all in my sweats
Sixty-second piss,
Felt like more like a nut
Sunday mornin' church chick
Let me hit in the (Alright)
I got a question for the mirror (Mirror)

"The Ballys or the wallos?" (Wallows)
"The Desert E, or should
I do the pound with the hollows?" (Hollows)
The mirror laughed and said,
"What the fuck does it matter?
You the flyest motherfucker from here on after"
I winked, grabbed the Listerine
And the Irish Spring
And I sing in the elegant
Zing that I am king

Let the trumpets blow,
Come first like, "Hello!"
Ate half of the sun (Sun),
I got that glow
And if a (Lookout) won't swallow,
"Peace, nice to know!"
Y'all young girls listen up,
I got that dough
I got that dough, oh

I slid outta bed, knocked
The phone on the floor (Fuck!)
Cracked the fuckin' screen,
Now I can't see the score
We was wild for the night and
I passed out by the ninth and
You can blame the vodka
I was drinkin' by the pints and
Now my head poundin'
(Ooh), foul, taught me heistin'
Reached for my money clip,
Hm, ain't that some funny shit?

I can't find it, I bet I find it
With that honey dip
That slipped out, time to dip out
Throw on the latest 'Lo and Black Panther kicks
They were gifts from the creators, I
Look in the mirror, I say,
"What is the plan?" He said
"That Margot Robbie-lookin'
Chick stole your money, fam"
What? Stole my money?
Lemme get this (Ahh I get it)
I turned around and shot the
Fuckin' mirror for snitchin'

Wait 'til I get this chick,
She got a death wish
I'm headed down the steps,
It's her in that beat up Lexus
"Yo, girl, you snatched my
Money like a necklace
Correct this", she said,
"I just went to get us breakfast"
Oh, that was reckless
Sorry

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:08.02] Ohh
[00:09.02] Yeah
[00:11.04] Yo, ayo
[00:12.08] I woke up in the morning,
[00:13.04] Gave a yawn and a stretch
[00:15.08] Stumbled over my gun,
[00:17.04] Stepped over my vest
[00:18.04] Still had my jewels on,
[00:20.09] Huggin' my neck
[00:21.09] Then I made it to the bathroom,
[00:23.05] Boner all in my sweats
[00:24.04] Sixty-second piss,
[00:26.01] Felt like more like a nut
[00:27.03] Sunday mornin' church chick
[00:29.06] Let me hit in the (Alright)
[00:31.05] I got a question for the mirror (Mirror)
[00:32.05] "The Ballys or the wallos?" (Wallows)
[00:34.00] "The Desert E, or should
[00:35.06] I do the pound with the hollows?" (Hollows)
[00:37.00] The mirror laughed and said,
[00:38.09] "What the fuck does it matter?
[00:40.06] You the flyest motherfucker from here on after"
[00:43.08] I winked, grabbed the Listerine
[00:45.07] And the Irish Spring
[00:46.02] And I sing in the elegant
[00:47.02] Zing that I am king
[00:49.07] Let the trumpets blow,
[00:50.06] Come first like, "Hello!"
[00:52.04] Ate half of the sun (Sun),
[00:54.06] I got that glow
[00:55.01] And if a (Lookout) won't swallow,
[00:57.06] "Peace, nice to know!"
[00:59.08] Y'all young girls listen up,
[01:00.06] I got that dough
[01:02.05] I got that dough, oh
[01:04.58]
[01:14.03] I slid outta bed, knocked
[01:15.04] The phone on the floor (Fuck!)
[01:17.00] Cracked the fuckin' screen,
[01:18.08] Now I can't see the score
[01:20.04] We was wild for the night and
[01:21.09] I passed out by the ninth and
[01:23.03] You can blame the vodka
[01:24.08] I was drinkin' by the pints and
[01:26.01] Now my head poundin'
[01:28.06] (Ooh), foul, taught me heistin'
[01:29.05] Reached for my money clip,
[01:31.06] Hm, ain't that some funny shit?
[01:32.02] I can't find it, I bet I find it
[01:34.05] With that honey dip
[01:35.03] That slipped out, time to dip out
[01:37.02] Throw on the latest 'Lo and Black Panther kicks
[01:39.04] They were gifts from the creators, I
[01:41.00] Look in the mirror, I say,
[01:43.00] "What is the plan?" He said
[01:44.01] "That Margot Robbie-lookin'
[01:46.02] Chick stole your money, fam"
[01:48.03] What? Stole my money?
[01:49.09] Lemme get this (Ahh I get it)
[01:51.08] I turned around and shot the
[01:52.07] Fuckin' mirror for snitchin'
[01:53.05] Wait 'til I get this chick,
[01:55.00] She got a death wish
[01:57.03] I'm headed down the steps,
[01:58.04] It's her in that beat up Lexus
[02:00.06] "Yo, girl, you snatched my
[02:02.09] Money like a necklace
[02:03.08] Correct this", she said,
[02:04.00] "I just went to get us breakfast"
[02:06.09] Oh, that was reckless
[02:09.06] Sorry
[02:38.74]

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