Woke up in the A.M. toasted out of my cranium

Gotta take a shit took a dump in the Mediterranean

Flushed the toilet hit the shower

Snatched a fit up out the clos'

Miles of a '96 broom handle

Hangin half way out my drawers

You niggas better feel me I got patrons to serve

Nigga got to starts pay props will deserve

Fuck my (trumpium?) smile my (benevioulum?)

Might do dirt fuck you on my way to see these chickies

Cause in this cheese yeah really

She likes to go ah, downtown

She likes it when I, pound pound

Hears it when I crack it

Call me Barney Rubble stick the juice down so duck

Had the pussy poppin bubbles

Scratchin the paint off up of the walls

Pickin off in them drawers, rebel without a pause

She could feel the next stain swimmin in Niagara Falls

Now no matter extra meal, managin the place

All up in the motherfuckin' tall can face

Streets make you broke, Forty Water ain't no joke

Make way, say hey, check my display

Buck the shit to your tape

And youse a bitch if you ain't got no clit

(Chorus)

40 took a forty to the fuckin dome

And now they got me spittin on the microphone...

40 took a forty to the fuckin dome

And now they got me spittin on the microphone, beeitch!

Drunker than a motherfucker spittin that shit

High rank, nigga poor

Skat scratch taller than Manute Bol

Cash rules everything around me

40 why they why they get the money

Oh tell me baby that no catch a bitch while 40 7-11

me and a (staircase?) mo weird

1-luv to my niggaz in the youth, dog

Gettin strong, bulkin up, drinkin prune oil

Y'all say me I need some extra whoop I think I need a drink

The waiter got me fuckin like me right in here

bitches soone