Short Dawg:
I'm in the lab no pad no pen just a styrofoam cup so I can pour 4 in[Lil Wayne:]
Up in the studio me and my drank
Please let me be and let me do my thang
Thinkin about a certain..certain somebody
that perfect somebody sexy purple body
she got service road curves and highway eyes
the road to her soul, just follow the road signs
and holla if you hear me i love it when she near me
i hate when she away 'cause satan will see the day
that hell freeze over before i let her go
and let one of you bitch niggas get her no no no
you dont know how to treat her
you dont know that i need her
hey...do you know that i need ya
Cuz baby right now
It feels like the whole world is against me
Ever since the death of pimp c
But me im up in the studio me and my drank
Me and my drank me and my drank
Im up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me and my drank
You sit on 24's i sip on 24's
You sit on 24's i sip on 24's
Drop a 4 in a 20 ounce
And call it 24's
Drop a 4 in a 20 ounce
And call it 24's
Im ridin out leaning never nodding out
My girl trippin and damn i gotta hear my momma mouth
My home bois say i should slow down a little
But this shit that im on make me slow down a lot
You bottle pop, i buy a bottle pop
Drop some syrup in it, get on my waffle house
I live in wayne's world rappers is out the south
and this is how we do it, do it in the south
One more oounce will make me feel so great
Wait..now i cant feel my face
up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me and my drank
Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me and my drank
Will somebody please please double cup me
And everybody please please don't judge me
Will somebody please please double cup me
And everybody please please don't judge me[Chorus:]
Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me me and my drank
Uh uh Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me me and my drank[Lil Wayne:]
for all of ya who ain't heard of him
Mr. M.O.E. the bar baby
Was a southside living legend of 3rd ward
And it all started a 9-3
Highschool he was a fool he was only 18
With the dreams of becoming a ghetto superstar
Rollin in foreign cars through the streets of 3rd ward
It was all momma leave em with a trace of Mo E
And promethyzein and he a codeine fiend
And his team was the coldest everyday they rolled big
Niggas and hoes dont dig 'cause thats a screwed up click
Barre Baby, Barre Baby, Barre Baby,
I sip that Big Mo, i drink that Pimp c
Rest in peace Big Mo, rest in peace Pimp C
I sip that Big Mo, i drink that pimp c
Rest in peace Big Mo, rest in peace Pimp C
And fuck what they say
Mr.DJ Screw Imma do this for you
[Chorus:]
Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me me and my drank
Uh uh Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me me and my drank
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