Sun Come Up
by Charlie Peacock
Music : Charlie Peacock (this song right here) (it's dat medicine) Rick Ross: Bird, park dat body bitch let's take 2 or 3 of dem shits to da head *****. What!! T-Pain: Sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday, saturday. To da sun come up til da FEDs run up Rick Ross: life in da fast lane been scared of airplanes comfortable on jets hoes better learn my last name Yay in da carry on That i'm bout to carry on After all da deals I still deal and carry on Words 'fo da past we all shed tears Thats why I pop pills da end so near da crackas dont work *****s just snitch lose trial dats a bitch ***** go sit 3 hots and a cot would surf 'n' turf 3 blocks in da car Im gettin what is worth Im da boss of da bottle top off da Phantom buying up da bar so da ladies gettin at him. T-Pain: Sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday, saturday. To da sun come up til da FEDs run up (we hustle on) Sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday, saturday. To da sun come up til da FEDs run up Glasses Malone: you see my eyelids fallin but sleep prolong daddy cant sleep 'Til his work all gone DUBs broke down hundred 28 zone Im seeing new trucks over 28s chrome brand new Benz 600 pounds candy on da bitch candy on da coat 20 dreams so sweet now it's my reality ***** dont bite cuz you might get a bitch nah, hold me down clown I call da gravity stash yo gun mines ridin' shot gun doin 90 down crenshaw ya gotta be careful or end up murked like Caine cousin Ethel T-Pain: Sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday, saturday. To da sun come up til da FEDs run up (we hustle on) Sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday, saturday. To da sun come up til da FEDs run up Birdman: youngin This 'fo da BirdLady SuWu yea bitch Porsche by da beach ocean, seas fleet, red CMB UPT where I be comfortably (believe dat!) Louis wit da suede on rockin dat jewels cuz we paid hommie lay it on it pay it on it see a mill like nothing how we weigh it hommie (100) she know im good wit da K (blat!) doin it how my bitches did it back in da day (wut up Big Rufus) now my lil bitch good wit da spray (Young Mula)gettin money everyday T-Pain: Sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday, saturday. To da sun come up til da FEDs run up (we hustle on) Sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday, saturday. To da sun come up til da FEDs run up End Glasses Malone Ft. T-Pain,Rick Ross & Birdman - Sun Come Up
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