| Wake up, wake up,
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| Gotta get this paper, get this cake up,
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| Gotta do my hair, gotta put on makeup,
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| Gotta act like I care about this fake stuff.
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| Straight up, what a waste of my day!
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| If I had it my way, I’d roll out of bed,
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| Say ‘bout 2:30 midday,
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| Hit the blunt then, hit you up to come over to my place,
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| You show up right away,
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| We make love then and then we fuck,
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| And then you’d give me my space,
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| Yeah.
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| What I am tryin' to say is
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| That love is ours to make, so we should make it,
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| Everything else can wait.
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| The time is ours to take, so we should take it.
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| Wake up, wake up, bake up,
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| Gotta heat the vape up.
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| Let’s get faded.
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| Gotta call your job, tell ‘em you won’t make it.
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| Ain’t nobody here, baby, let’s get wasted!
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| We should just get naked,
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| ‘Cause I be workin' hard and I know you be on that same shit.
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| Every other day’s a different game that you just can’t win,
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| I just want to ease your mind and make everything all right.
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| So go ‘head, tell your baby mama you gon' be with me tonight,
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| Right.
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| What I am tryin' to say is
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| That love is ours to make, so we should make it,
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| Everything else can wait.
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| The time is ours to take, so we should take it. |