NISSAN ALTIMA / BREAK MY SOUL (Mixed) lyrics

[Intro: Big Freedia]
Yaka-yaka, yaka-yaka, yaka-yaka, yaka-yaka (Release ya wiggle)
Yaka-yaka, yaka-yaka, yaka-yaka, yaka-yaka
Yaka-yaka, yaka-yaka, yaka-yaka, yaka-yaka (Release ya wiggle)

[Chorus: Doechii & Big Freedia]
Wake up, A-cup, get your tits sucked (Woh)
In my makeup, face-f*ck, get your bake up (Yaka-yaka, yaka-yaka)
Fake bluff, fake tough, n*ggas di*k suck (Woh, let's go, let's go)
Put your sticks up for the motherf*ckin' princess (Yaka-yaka, yaka-yaka)
Rates up, jig's up, put your di*ks up (Let's go, let's go)
Get your di*ks sucked, put your motherf*ckin' sticks up
They suck, that's tough, n*gga, pay up
Get your rates up for the motherf*ckin' princess

[Verse 1: Doechii]
But bougie mean she freaky, cunnilingus, Dalai Lama
Doechii cooler than a fan, but she get hottеr than a sauna
Take a trip out of Japan and I tsunami her vagina
Wine and dinе her, Benihana, I'm the new hip-hop Madonna
I'm the new hip-hop Madonna, I'm the trap Grace Jones
I don't know what type of motherf*ckin' crack they on
I'm like Carrie Bradshaw with a back brace on
I been carrying you b*tches now for way too long
I'm a Black b*tch, purple c*nt
Stack chips, smoke a blunt
All beef gets smoked
I'm a real fly b*tch, you in coach, ho
I'm a real bi b*tch, every coast, ho
She was talkin' on the 'net, she won't approach though
I got these b*tches white face, you a ghost, ho
You a Doechii stan, stand on the post, ho
Suck it up, stand up, say that sh*t with your chest
You b*tches barking over bones, I got digits to fetch
I can't do pictures, I'm too busy, I don't deal with the press
You the type of ho to leave a broke n*gga impressed
You look a mess, ho
Broke di*k got you lookin' real stressed, ho
These broke n*ggas ain't c*nt or fetch, ho
Stay up, stay woke, stay blessed, ho
You need to
[Chorus: Doechii]
Wake up, A-cup, get your tits sucked
In my makeup, face-f*ck, get your bake up
Fake bluff, fake tough, n*ggas di*k suck
Put your sticks up for the motherf*ckin' princess
Rates up, jig's up, put your di*ks up
Get your di*ks sucked, put your motherf*ckin' sticks up
They suck, that's tough, n*gga, pay up
Get your rates up for the motherf*ckin'—

[Verse 2]
Put the motherf*ckin' money in my motherf*ckin' hands
I'm in Gucci in a bonnet, spendin' motherf*ckin' bands
I got haters, I got fans, I got stans in the stands
Do they love her or they hate her? Either way, they spendin' bands
I could really give a damn, I could really give a f*ck
Long as you b*tches know what's up
It's Doechii, b*tch, Miss D-O-E
Don Dada, b*tch, you notice me
They like "Doechii, you delulu, you a loose screw
She really givin' c*nt and the pus*y voodoo
She swapped the old n*gga for a b*tch, ain't new, new
She munchin' on the box while she watchin' Hulu"

[Chorus]
Wake up, A-cup, get your tits sucked
In my makeup, face-f*ck, get your bake up
Fake bluff, fake tough, n*ggas di*k suck
Put your sticks up for the motherf*ckin' princess
Rates up, jig's up, put your di*ks up
Get your di*ks sucked, put your motherf*ckin' sticks up
They suck, that's tough, n*gga, pay up
Get your rates up for the motherf*ckin' princess
[Pre-Chorus: Beyoncé]
Got motivation (Motivation)
I done found me a new foundation, yeah (New foundation)
I'm takin' my new salvation (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, new salvation)
And I'ma build my own foundation, yeah

[Outro: Doechii & Big Freedia]
Stay up, stay woke, stay blessed, ho (Bend it, bust it open, won't ya make it go)
Yaka-yaka, yaka-yaka, yaka-yaka, yaka-yaka
Yaka-yaka, yaka-yaka, yaka-yaka, yaka-yaka (Release ya wiggle)
Yaka-yaka, yaka-yaka, yaka-yaka, yaka-yaka
Yaka-yaka, yaka-yaka, yaka-yaka, yaka-yaka (Release ya wiggle)
Release ya—, release ya—, release ya wiggle
Release ya anger, release ya mind
Release ya job, release the time
Release ya trade, release the stress
Release the love, forget the rest