I'm in the lab no pad no pen just a styrofoam cub I can pour a four in.
Up in the studio me and my drank, please let me be and let me do my thing
Thinkin' 'bout a certain certain somebody
That perfect somebody
Sexy purple body
She got service road curves
and high way eyes
The road to her soul]
just follow the road signs
and holla' if you hear me
I love it when she's near me
I hate when she's away
'Cause satan will see the day that hell freezes over befor I let her go and let one of you bitch niggas get her no no no
You don't know how to treat her
You don't know that I need her.
Hey, do you know that I need ya'?

'Cause baby right now it feels like the whole world is against me
ever since the death of Pimp C
But me, I'm up in the studio, me and my drank, me and my drank, me and my drank
I'm up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me and my drank
and 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 20oz and call it 24 drop a 4 in a 20oz and call it 24.

I'm ridin' out, leanin' never noddin' out
my girl's trippin'
damn I gotta hear my mama's mouth
my home boys say that I should slow down a little,
but that shit I'm on will make me slow down a lot
you bottle pop
I'll buy you bottle pop.
Drop some syrup in it
get on my waffle house
I live in Wayne's world
Rapper's are our the south
This is how we do it
Do it in our the south
One more ounce will make me feel so great. Wait, now I can't 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 souble sub me?
and everybody please please don't judge me.

Up in the studio, me and my drank. Me and my drank. Me me and my drank. Up up up in the studio, me and my drank. Me and my drank. Me me and my drank.

And for all yall' who ain't heard of him, Mr. M-O-E, the boss boby was a south side living legend a third ward born hard, street veteran
It all started at nine to three. High school he was a fool he was only 18 and he dreamed of becoming a ghetto superstar, rollin' in forign cars through the streets of third ward and it was all mama leave him a trace of Mo E And promethazine now he's a codiene feind and his team was the coldest everyday they rolled bog. Niggas and hoes don't dig 'cause that's a screwed of click. Barre baby. Barre baby. Barre baby. Yeah, 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 Ima do this for you.
Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me and my drank
U-u-Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me me and my drank


[Short Dawg:]
Yea..Uhuh..Yea
I usually don't do this but...
Ahem...
Yea T you gotta feel me
Sippin on some drink the color purple like silly
Really they say I should chill before it kills me
But so will a car crash or a nine milli
And I aint even mention cigarettes or airplanes
So grab a sprite heres a pint we can share Wayne
Yea Mayne...tastes so sweet and I aint gonna have a seat
Cuz I don't wanna fall asleep
So just pour it in my drink and ima sip it till I lean hard
Drink got me moving slower than a retard
So press record and hear these hot raps
Im in the booth cup on me like a jock-strap
And I will not nap until the bottles empty
Then I pour a little more for past Screw and Pimp C
And I would stop but believe it I cant
So till Short is gone its just me and my drink


Lyrics submitted by bbq49

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