[Verse 1]
Some people wake up late, I wake up mad late
All the time hungover, it's a sad state
I love liquor, she my b**** and her a** great
But I don't remember anything from our last date
I wipe the sleep from my eyes and I peep my phone
Twenty texts, thirty calls, just leave me alone
My head pounding like crazy, I need some Patron
That's the hair of the dog, god need a bone
Kiss my mama on the cheek, she look beautiful
(Vinnie you're a mess, what I'm gonna do with you?)
I know you cooking something
(Yeah, I made some food for you
Managut, bragol, and some brigutte too)
I told you wild times ma I don't f*** with pork
Please pass the lucatelli and a bunch of salt
The phone ring, it's the police but who would've thought?
This m************ pig telling me I'm due in court
[Chorus]
Every time I feel this s*** is going my way
Something come along and f*** up my day
I had a rhyme in my mind now there's nothing to say
And cousin that just f***** up my day
Driving down the block someone cut in my way
That s*** went and f***** up my day
Rap critics, they always got something to say
I would never let that f*** up my day
[Verse 2]
I don't know where the f*** I'm at today
I drank a couple of bottles, I guess I have to pay
This b**** laying next me, she look like Cassius Clay
Gotta get outta here before she asks me to stay
I don't know how I got here in the first place
She had a banging body but she had the worst face
I guess I act like an animal, I deserve hate
She must've lured me in with white like she was third base
It ain't hard to convince me to do some dumb s***
Especially when I'm on that get high and drunk s***
That's why Vinnie always end up with a dumb b****
The only thing I'm ever on is on some punk s***
I'm on the other side of town and I'm walking dolo
Panerai watch, Gucci kicks, lots of Polo
Goons ran up on the kid, put the gat to my dome
I was caught slipping, I left the ratchet at home
[Chorus]
Some people wake up late, I wake up mad late
All the time hungover, it's a sad state
I love liquor, she my b**** and her a** great
But I don't remember anything from our last date
I wipe the sleep from my eyes and I peep my phone
Twenty texts, thirty calls, just leave me alone
My head pounding like crazy, I need some Patron
That's the hair of the dog, god need a bone
Kiss my mama on the cheek, she look beautiful
(Vinnie you're a mess, what I'm gonna do with you?)
I know you cooking something
(Yeah, I made some food for you
Managut, bragol, and some brigutte too)
I told you wild times ma I don't f*** with pork
Please pass the lucatelli and a bunch of salt
The phone ring, it's the police but who would've thought?
This m************ pig telling me I'm due in court
[Chorus]
Every time I feel this s*** is going my way
Something come along and f*** up my day
I had a rhyme in my mind now there's nothing to say
And cousin that just f***** up my day
Driving down the block someone cut in my way
That s*** went and f***** up my day
Rap critics, they always got something to say
I would never let that f*** up my day
[Verse 2]
I don't know where the f*** I'm at today
I drank a couple of bottles, I guess I have to pay
This b**** laying next me, she look like Cassius Clay
Gotta get outta here before she asks me to stay
I don't know how I got here in the first place
She had a banging body but she had the worst face
I guess I act like an animal, I deserve hate
She must've lured me in with white like she was third base
It ain't hard to convince me to do some dumb s***
Especially when I'm on that get high and drunk s***
That's why Vinnie always end up with a dumb b****
The only thing I'm ever on is on some punk s***
I'm on the other side of town and I'm walking dolo
Panerai watch, Gucci kicks, lots of Polo
Goons ran up on the kid, put the gat to my dome
I was caught slipping, I left the ratchet at home
[Chorus]