The song lyrics were written by the band Van Halen, as they were asked to write a song for the 1979 movie "Over the Edge" starring Matt Dillon. The movie (and the lyrics, although more obliquely) are about bored, rebellious youth with nothing better to do than get into trouble. If you see the movie, these lyrics will make more sense. It's a great movie if you grew up in the 70s/80s you'll definitely remember some of these characters from your own life. Fun fact, after writing the song, Van Halen decided not to let the movie use it.
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
Man, I tell a hoe to go to sleep (Go to sleep)
They turn around and frown, gotta make 'em six feet deep
'Cause we knock 'em unconscious with that non-sense
Read in between that fine print, think about lyrical content
Then about where your time spent
Mess around get your guys hit, a ten hut!
I send three-six ol' shit, nigga what?
If ya tired ya tired, if ya snooze ya lose
But you won't wrap up ya bandages, or heal ya wounds
Nigga I got shotty's and semi's, I love 'dro and Henny
I'm brown and skinny, but I've fucked up so many
I got QP's and halves, if we beefin' I blast
You sleepin' I laugh, ask Tip, I'm off the rip
I had this hoe who talked too much, I had to off the bitch
2-0, Mr. Crayola, niggas know what I mean
'Cause I slang brown, white, yellow, purple and green
And all you faggot-motherfuckers gotta know the routine
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
Bitch it's me again, kickin' in your fuckin' doors
I'm look for dividends, I ain't lookin' for you hoes
You bitch can't comprehend, let me put one in your boo
Let me put one in your bro, so your nigga can't go to sleep
So, lay down bitch, gimme all that you dreamed for
Gimme fancy cars, gimme bling-bling-bling, boy
It don't mean a thing, boy, fuck me and I'm gon' swing, boy
Them Goddamn toys, do you know what I mean, boy?
Now if you warring and runnin' from them three-six niggas
This forty-five gon' give a reason to sleep, nigga
Or bustin' massive 'round from S.K.
My last trip to A-T-L I fucked yo' cascade
A strippin' bitches and I'mma mafucker with a limp
They call me infer-stripper, sexy, red hoe's pimp
And quick to sink her on the nigga 'cause this what it's 'bout
We rob that trick and stick his dick off in his fuckin' mouth
We Memphis niggas
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
North, north, south, south, westwood, orange mouth
Nigga we be smokin' life, never Ch-ch-charlie Brown
Memphis niggas in this bitch, pockets swole, ya know we bail
Hooked up with my nigga 'cris, then we head to A-T-L
Playas wild, throwin' bows, tellin' chickens, "fuck you hoe!"
Nigga rollin' out the 'Mo, snortin' that white shit up they nose
Man this town is like my town, so we stayed and hung around
Juicy J be high as fuck, catch me in that lost and found
Better use common sense, checkin' me out for bitch I can still fuck
And up, get yourself in this clique
Wet up like tongue licks, behind handcuffed in a slut
Look, I'm from G-row ward
Southside niggas throw it up when it's time to get buck
Niggas in the back of the club postin' up
Waitin' for a nigga that's new so they can tuck
Ass in, ain't no askin', it's no tolerance as long bitch check in
She wit' me, comments will only get you placed eternally resting
So abide by the code of the streets
If you got a bitch better keep her on a leash
'Cause Lil Fate creep in ya home while you gone
Have you comin' back findin' nutt on yo' sheets
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
Man, I tell a hoe to go to sleep (Go to sleep)
They turn around and frown, gotta make 'em six feet deep
'Cause we knock 'em unconscious with that non-sense
Read in between that fine print, think about lyrical content
Then about where your time spent
Mess around get your guys hit, a ten hut!
I send three-six ol' shit, nigga what?
If ya tired ya tired, if ya snooze ya lose
But you won't wrap up ya bandages, or heal ya wounds
Nigga I got shotty's and semi's, I love 'dro and Henny
I'm brown and skinny, but I've fucked up so many
I got QP's and halves, if we beefin' I blast
You sleepin' I laugh, ask Tip, I'm off the rip
I had this hoe who talked too much, I had to off the bitch
2-0, Mr. Crayola, niggas know what I mean
'Cause I slang brown, white, yellow, purple and green
And all you faggot-motherfuckers gotta know the routine
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
Bitch it's me again, kickin' in your fuckin' doors
I'm look for dividends, I ain't lookin' for you hoes
You bitch can't comprehend, let me put one in your boo
Let me put one in your bro, so your nigga can't go to sleep
So, lay down bitch, gimme all that you dreamed for
Gimme fancy cars, gimme bling-bling-bling, boy
It don't mean a thing, boy, fuck me and I'm gon' swing, boy
Them Goddamn toys, do you know what I mean, boy?
Now if you warring and runnin' from them three-six niggas
This forty-five gon' give a reason to sleep, nigga
Or bustin' massive 'round from S.K.
My last trip to A-T-L I fucked yo' cascade
A strippin' bitches and I'mma mafucker with a limp
They call me infer-stripper, sexy, red hoe's pimp
And quick to sink her on the nigga 'cause this what it's 'bout
We rob that trick and stick his dick off in his fuckin' mouth
We Memphis niggas
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
North, north, south, south, westwood, orange mouth
Nigga we be smokin' life, never Ch-ch-charlie Brown
Memphis niggas in this bitch, pockets swole, ya know we bail
Hooked up with my nigga 'cris, then we head to A-T-L
Playas wild, throwin' bows, tellin' chickens, "fuck you hoe!"
Nigga rollin' out the 'Mo, snortin' that white shit up they nose
Man this town is like my town, so we stayed and hung around
Juicy J be high as fuck, catch me in that lost and found
Better use common sense, checkin' me out for bitch I can still fuck
And up, get yourself in this clique
Wet up like tongue licks, behind handcuffed in a slut
Look, I'm from G-row ward
Southside niggas throw it up when it's time to get buck
Niggas in the back of the club postin' up
Waitin' for a nigga that's new so they can tuck
Ass in, ain't no askin', it's no tolerance as long bitch check in
She wit' me, comments will only get you placed eternally resting
So abide by the code of the streets
If you got a bitch better keep her on a leash
'Cause Lil Fate creep in ya home while you gone
Have you comin' back findin' nutt on yo' sheets
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
Go to sleep hoe, go to sleep, go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
If you tired be quiet and go to sleep hoe, go to sleep
Lyrics submitted by bonnieandclyde85
Go 2 Sleep Lyrics as written by Christopher Bridges Paul Beauregard
Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
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