Til da Sun Come Up (Remix) Glasses Malone (Ft. Birdman, Mack 10, Rick Ross & T-Pain)

[Intro: Rick Ross]
Bird, park that body nigga
Let's take 2 or 3 of dem shits to the head nigga
What!

[Hook One: T-Pain]
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
'Til the sun come up
'Til the feds run up

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Life in the fast lane, been scared of airplanes
Comfortable on jets, hoes better learn my last name
Yay in the carry-on, that I'm 'bout to carry on
After all the deals, I still deal and carry on
Versus the past, we all shed tears
That's why I pop pills, the end so near
The crackas don't work, niggas just snitch
Lose trial, that's a bitch, nigga go sit
Three hots in the car, where the surf 'n' turf
Three blocks in the car, I'm gettin' what it's worth
From the boss to the bottom, top off the Phantom
Buyin' up the bar so the ladies gettin' at him

[Hook Two: T-Pain]
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
'Til the sun come up
'Til the feds run up (we hustle on)
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
'Til the sun come up
'Til the feds run up