Woke Up This Mornin'

[Intro]

What's hapnin', sweetheart?

High as a muh fucker

I got some cool shit planned, baby, just pack ya bag

Just throw whatever. Really you'on even need to pack a bag

I'ma...I'ma take care of that when we get there

(High as a muh fucker)

Nah, we ain't goin' outta town

We just goin' downtown

And then I might...be goin' downtown

[Chorus]

I woke up this mornin'

I woke up this morning'

I got high as a motherfucker

High as a muh fucker

I awoke to this woman

I awoke to this woman

She was fine as a motherfucker

Fine as a muh fucker

And we woke, and we spoke, and we smoked

And got high as a muh fucker

And we woke, and we spoke, and we smoked

And then we Fucked like a muh fucker

[Verse 1]

Hey baby, hey baby

Last night was real crazy

The Compound was shut down

The A-town was so at it

Niggas screamin' at Alex

To get in, paid a stack

Up in the back with the twins it was cracked

Roll all my blunts fat

Like ya ass, like ya breast

Got damn, how many times I'ma look at ya breast?

I'm trippin', Jermaine Dupree only come to ya breast

And I caught Beyoncé lookin' like, "That bitch fresh!

Who she is? Where she from? She a stripper I bet"

But to the contrary, yo man hustles and gets

Which enables you to whip around in that 'Vette

Which enable you to were such enormous baguettes

Which enrages them hater hoes and faggots

That wish they could trade places, them maggots

Ay, fifth of the trash

I got a fistful of ass

Reminiscing on this morning as the blunt gets passed I'm like

[Chorus]

Hey cutie, hey cutie

Let me rub on yo booty

You can call anyway, we gone chill, make a movie

We can clean out the closet

Talk about a few topics

I'm gone admire ya brain, you gone give me some knowledge

A hot pepper in bed, and so sweet in the sheets

We in the intercontinental rental suite for a week

Got Room 420 buzzin' like a bumbling bee

The size of ya ass and beauty just astonishing me

You a down ass chick, hey, what mo' could you be?

You say, "Michael, do it to me like you punishing me"

Not a player, but I crush it like I'm Punisher, see

Fuck you to sleep

And wake you up with weed and something to eat

Okay

[Chorus]

Sweet baby, sweet lady

Can you roll up a sweet

So we can reminisce on this, it's been a hell of a week

You are my Louie bag lady when we in the streets

And Fendi freak-a-leek when we between the sheets

I blow you shotguns baby in ya nose and cheeks

And later on, like blunt smoke, you'll be swallowing me

I be layin' in ya hair

Lookin' in ya stare

Facetime baby, if you need it, I'm there

Baby, I'll do it

Till it leak fluid

And I'm a Superman, I make that pussy go "Yuuuuueee"

Window to the wall

Bae we did it all

You even had a friend to come and walk around in draws

Wouldn't let me fuck her, told her "Nigga, hell nah"

Told me ya ain't trust her when we made it to the mall

5 bands, goddamn girl, what you bout?

Aww fuck it, hit the room, make love, get high, AY!

[Chorus]