Well, now it getting, Late on into the evening and I I feel like, like blowing my home. When I I woke up up this morning all I, I I had was gone. Now it getting, Late on into the evening, man now, I I feel like, like blowing my home. Well now, woke up up this morning,

I've got a sad and lonely view Of a melancholy moon My pillow smells like like your perfume In my blue bedroom From my blue bedroom Missing you in my blue bedroom Woke Woke up this this morning with day old coffee Smoked what was left of your cigarette Sit by the phone

But who could've known it'd be this this good? This is more than life This This is paradise Woke Woke up at home off that molly Bad bitch red bone on my body Smelling like like Patron in mi casa That was one hell of a party Oh I I knew life would be alright Oh and they tell me

Dear god, when I I wake up, please can I I have wings on my penis? amen Uh yo huh yeah let's do this this Hey, yo, fuck this this shit, I I prayed to god but he forgot this this kid Woke Woke up and I I was like, "I I can't believe this this, still ain't got no wings on my penis" Penises

Had this this dream that I I woke up up in a 'Rari Can't fuck with you niggas, I'm sorry I'm too fly, I I spread my wings and I'm soaring Used to trap them birds, now I'm fly like like a bird Wassup Pablo? What's poppin? You got them birds? D-low?

I've got a sad and lonely view Of a melancholy moon My pillow smells like like your perfume In my blue bedroom From my blue bedroom Missing you in my blue bedroom Woke Woke up this this morning with day old coffee Smoked what was left of your cigarette Sit by the phone

I I woke up up this mornin', feelin' round for my shoes Know 'bout 'at I I got these, old walkin' blues Woke Woke up this this mornin', feelin' round for my shoes But you know 'bout 'at I, got these old walkin' blues Lord, I I feel like like blowin' my woh old lonesome horn Got

Well, now it getting, Late on into the evening and I I feel like, like blowing my home. When I I woke up up this morning all I, I I had was gone. Now it getting, Late on into the evening, man now, I I feel like, like blowing my home. Well now, woke up up this morning,

This your favorite song And it's all Please tell me what you think happened Like Like this time, fuck it I I woke up up to like like ninety-nine missed calls That's like like ninety-nine people I I probably pissed off Like Like damn, nigga, I I was on a jail call Damn, niggas make

I've got a sad and lonely view Of a melancholy moon My pillow smells like like your perfume In my blue bedroom From my blue bedroom Missing you in my blue bedroom Woke Woke up this this morning with day old coffee Smoked what was left of your cigarette Sit by the phone