I I woke up up like this this We flawless, ladies tell 'em Say I, look so good tonight God damn, God damn I'm coming down, drippin' candy on the ground H, Town, Town, I'm coming down, coming down Drippin' candy on the ground Bow down, bitches, bow bow down,

Slappin' a nigga today I I feel like like slappin' a nigga today (slap, slap) I I know it's strange But my brain's gone really insane And I'm off the chain Sipping on a fifth of the Golden Grain This This morning I I woke up up on the wrong side of the bed (bed) I'm sick

Party people say, party people say Ay it's a new day, it's a new day World is getting ready, everybody ready, yeah! For a new day, for a new day, celebrate and say I I woke up up this morning thinking 'bout the old me When I I was feeling like like Miller Lite and

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?

Well, it gettin' Late on into the evenin' and I I feel like, like blowin' my home When I I woke up up this mornin' all I I had, I I had was gone Late on into the evenin', child, I I feel like, like blowin' my home Well now, woke up up this mornin', all I I had was gone

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 heard the piledriver waltz It woke woke me up up this morning You look like like you've been for breakfast At the Heartbreak Hotel And sat in the back booth By the pamphlets and the literature On how to lose Your waitress was miserable And so was your food

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'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

Feel like, aw shit, throw some bacon on it The one thing I I love more than being with you And that's late nights, doing what I I wanna do I I got sleep eyes, I I woke up up like this this One thing I I love more than being with you And that's no ties, no drama in my life