SUN UP

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[Intro] Aye Zuma Aye [Verse] Aye baby come up It's 4am the afterparty gettin' run up Okay you bleedin' out your nose, stop trippin' so what Like you ain't do this every fuckin' weekend when we cut up Yeah I know you want it can you shut up? Just meet me in the other room and put your bun up I hear them knockin' on the door I give a fuck Just tell 'em we outta drinks, run to the store I think the sun up [Hook] Ooh, ooh, and we ain't sleep last night I ain't shower I ain't even brush my teeth last night Yeah, we was actin' like some fiends last night Why I feel like this I mighta popped a bean last night Yeah, said we ain't sleep last night Mixed tequila with the XO Hennessy last night She snorted 'bout a quarter key last night Wasn't home but I still took off my Subi jeans, that's right [Verse] Make it wet like a fruit gusher She press her hand and feel it right below her belly button Hold up Sheets soaked like a summer day And when we finish wipe it up and then I'm on my way Aye, uh Aye break it down, break it down, break it down I need that zaza to get me up off the ground I know I'm wastin' too much time fuckin' around I lost my soul, fuck it DJ make that music louder Ha, pay me a fee dear I break the bitch off, no repairs My vision keep on gettin' cloudy I can't see clear I dropped the safe route and took the path that told me beware Fuck it But that's too deep for this song Just lemme get my boogie on, it's D&G on my cologne I'm only with her cuz I don't wanna be alone But now I'm trapped in this loop feel like I'm never goin' home (never goin' home) Yeah, feel like I'm never goin' home Yeah, never never never ever goin' home Yeah, feel like I'm never goin' home (feel like I'm trapped) Nah I'm never ever ever goin' home [Hook] Ooh, ooh, and we ain't sleep last night I ain't shower I ain't even brush my teeth last night Yeah, we was actin' like some fiends last night Why I feel like this I mighta popped a bean last night Yeah, said we ain't sleep last night Mixed tequila with the XO Hennessy last night She snorted 'bout a quarter key last night Wasn't home but I still took off my Subi jeans, that's right
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- Chow Mane