
Butter Saba (Ft. Jamila Woods)
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[Chorus: Saba]
Wake up every day feelin' good
Wake up every, wake up every day feelin' good
Out of town, out of town homies showin' love
Bump my new shit for my niggas in the hood
Wake up every, wake up every day feelin' good
Wake up every, wake up every day feelin' good
Out of town, out of town homies showin' love
Bump my new shit for my niggas in the hood
[Verse 1: Saba]
I, I got up out of bed this morning feelin' like some butter
Toast up in my toaster or some waffles, boy, whatever
Pick my nappy 'fro, but boy, I used to have them butters
Fuck the niggas that hate, tell 'em everything's great, hey
Pardon my Parkay, patient, yeah, I wait
Mature for our age, daily's a parlay
We got here upon fate, got in the door late
'Cause I been the best for two years now
Tell them dudes sit down, I'ma do it however
The fuck I want, fuck you thought?
Because you won, that we lost
Up-and-coming, that we are
Where I'm from, bitch, that be Austin
You worried 'bout the wrong things 'cause money can't buy you love
Or make your dreams come true, so I'm just butter
Wake up every day feelin' good
Wake up every, wake up every day feelin' good
Out of town, out of town homies showin' love
Bump my new shit for my niggas in the hood
Wake up every, wake up every day feelin' good
Wake up every, wake up every day feelin' good
Out of town, out of town homies showin' love
Bump my new shit for my niggas in the hood
[Verse 1: Saba]
I, I got up out of bed this morning feelin' like some butter
Toast up in my toaster or some waffles, boy, whatever
Pick my nappy 'fro, but boy, I used to have them butters
Fuck the niggas that hate, tell 'em everything's great, hey
Pardon my Parkay, patient, yeah, I wait
Mature for our age, daily's a parlay
We got here upon fate, got in the door late
'Cause I been the best for two years now
Tell them dudes sit down, I'ma do it however
The fuck I want, fuck you thought?
Because you won, that we lost
Up-and-coming, that we are
Where I'm from, bitch, that be Austin
You worried 'bout the wrong things 'cause money can't buy you love
Or make your dreams come true, so I'm just butter
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