Lyrics Good Yawning - Zhalarina

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 (*tongue roll*)
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 dates
You see, WHACK was on her business when you last called
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? (what's up?)
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 (*record scratch* Rico!)
Flapping your gums
Say you keeping it 100 but breaking down into ones (Yeeeaaa)
Because 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 (Are you busy?)
This next lineup of MC′s needs no introduction (We need you right now)
(You ain't never lied and I ain′t never died)
Somebody tell- le-le-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
Uh, 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!
(Aw) Oh my God are you okay? (Help) 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)
For waking up (this was wonderful)
And for knowing what's what