Chorus: (Layzie Bone Bizzy Bone & Tre)
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To 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)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and come up)
[Verse 1: Krayzie Bone]
Hey
Today I think it's a wonderful day
And I won't front with it (Why?)
Cause it's the first of the month, and now
We smokin', chokin', rollin' blunts
And sippin' on 40 ounces
Thuggin', come, come, we got to in front row (Stay blunted)
And all nights, we ride
Hit up the block to where? (East 99)
I get with my partner to get me some yay, so
Double up, tell us
What you need, we got tweet to get P.O.D'ed, fiend for the green leaves
Give it up
For the first, it's sure, better lay low
Cause the popo creep when they roll slow
Break, 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 mom's got a grub on the grill
If we got the four-oh
You know it's the first of the month, and my trues, we Thugs
For real
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up (It's the first of the month)
To 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)
To get up, get up, get up, get up, get up (So cash your checks and come up)
[Verse 1: Krayzie Bone]
Hey
Today I think it's a wonderful day
And I won't front with it (Why?)
Cause it's the first of the month, and now
We smokin', chokin', rollin' blunts
And sippin' on 40 ounces
Thuggin', come, come, we got to in front row (Stay blunted)
And all nights, we ride
Hit up the block to where? (East 99)
I get with my partner to get me some yay, so
Double up, tell us
What you need, we got tweet to get P.O.D'ed, fiend for the green leaves
Give it up
For the first, it's sure, better lay low
Cause the popo creep when they roll slow
Break, 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 mom's got a grub on the grill
If we got the four-oh
You know it's the first of the month, and my trues, we Thugs
For real
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