Good Yawning Lyrics

Oh! (agh! )

Good morning! (Oh God, what time is it?)

Good Yawning! (Agh! I'm up, I'm up!)

I see you, wake up, wake up! (Okay, alright)

They are on they way, I repeat, they are on the way

Well it's the QUEEN L.A.T.I.F.A.H. in command

Ready to bust a sucka pressing up on the kin

Flava to knuck or buck on the talent of any man

They afraid of the muscle-up cause a talon on every hand

And it's the New York Nick, on my New York

Ain't pop a tape if I ain't run and do your hits

I mean I made a hundred Barbies enter the sweepstakes

We might drop a collabo just to f-k up release datеs

You see, Whack was on her business when you last callеd

Ottoman all the men in the autumn of last fall

Is you taller than or just hauling a catcall?

Scared of her body and the body of her catalog

Okay period, you just playing I'm just serious

Heard yo brother like me and yo baby daddy curious

Did time but I'm still adding to the picture

Put a bag in it now I call that hidden figures

Oh my God!

I mean I ain't never really heard anything (naw)

As insane (not nothing like that)

As what these ladies just decided to put down

But you know what we got?

We got some more heat for you (Aw, that's crazy)

Did you hear me? (I did, I did)

Give it up, we got some more heat for you (alright)

Missy, talk to'em for me real quick

Beep. Me I'm super high

When I loop a group of flies buzzin about my size

Cousin I do dozens and leave you upward and runnin

My "hee hee hows" cooked, I threw a chart in the oven

So only thing I wanna hear is the money hit the account

Raise Kulture from the ground and put some golds in her mouth

But Cardi be hearing bout how you (Rico!) flapping your gums

Say you keeping it 100 but breaking down into ones

Cuz you high off acid, jumping out the attic

Mad cuz you can't smash, pass, or out-rap it

Rico, what you doin? Why you made it nasty?

The boys don't like when you gas automatic

Now Chika been giving you free flame from the start of it

A coronary canary serenading the heart of it

How you a visionary but parrying every artist with

A fuller frame like we not carrying every chart with it?

My God, my God, my God (Hallelujah!)

Is the smoke alarm on?

I don't know

Is the fire alarm?

I don't know

Have authorities on standby

I'm calling Angela Bassett right now

This next lineup of MC's

Needs no introduction

you ain't never lied and I ain't never died

Somebody tell- l-let me get out the way!

One Orion, three for the Lion

I feed history to my daughters and Zion

Lauryn be the Hill fallacy came to die on

Reporters call me crazy cause my soul got tired

Now Da Brat tat tat tat, is a Mack that smack back

Born in one of the hottest cities to produce cats that rap

Now don't get stingy with Benjis, we want standing O's at the door

For every man's ego we had to hold to the floor

They tried Megan when thought they could intimidate my voice

Told me I ain't got a choice but I don't play with lil boys (HUH)

I can't even entertain you niggas when I'm bored

Just embarrass'em in court then hit the stu to record

And they been askin bout my type all week

Tell the promoters at the door don't follow me

Too lit, I might just catch a case before I go up

Cause in the Bay, ga-yang don't talk, we just show up

Yes! Haha! Refreshing. Refreshing!

Oh my God are you okay? Get up. Get up! (Help!)

Grab my hand, haha (I need help!)

Grab my hand! Okay, thank you so much for getting up (thank you for inviting me)

waking up (thank you for inviting me)

and for knowing what's what