Woke Up This Mornin’ Killer Mike

[Intro]
What's hapnin', sweetheart?
High as a muh fucker
I got some cool shit planned, baby, just pack ya bag
Just throw whatever. Really you'on even need to pack a bag
I'ma...I'ma take care of that when we get there
(High as a muh fucker)
Nah, we ain't goin' outta town
We just goin' downtown
And then I might...be goin' downtown

[Chorus]
I woke up this mornin'
I woke up this morning'
I got high as a motherfucker
High as a muh fucker
I awoke to this woman
I awoke to this woman
She was fine as a motherfucker
Fine as a muh fucker
And we woke, and we spoke, and we smoked
And got high as a muh fucker
And we woke, and we spoke, and we smoked
And then we Fucked like a muh fucker

[Verse 1]
Hey baby, hey baby
Last night was real crazy
The Compound was shut down
The A-town was so at it
Niggas screamin' at Alex
To get in, paid a stack
Up in the back with the twins it was cracked
Roll all my blunts fat
Like ya ass, like ya breast
Got damn, how many times I'ma look at ya breast?
I'm trippin', Jermaine Dupree only come to ya breast
And I caught Beyoncé lookin' like, "That bitch fresh!
Who she is? Where she from? She a stripper I bet"
But to the contrary, yo man hustles and gets
Which enables you to whip around in that 'Vette
Which enable you to were such enormous baguettes
Which enrages them hater hoes and faggots
That wish they could trade places, them maggots
Ay, fifth of the trash
I got a fistful of ass
Reminiscing on this morning as the blunt gets passed I'm like