Monday Morning Lyrics - Singles - El Pus

I took a toke and a guzzle now I'm ready to go 

I think my brain's feeling fuzzy from the chemicals 

The girl across the bar looks so pretty to me 

But I don't know if it's her body or the ecstasy 

We got one navigator and an old chevette 

We're not sure which one we want to show her yet 

I'm talking one shot, two shot, three shots, four 

She came into the bar respectable but left a whore 

We gonna party up, until we get enough 

So throw your hands up, uh, oh, uh, oh 

We're gonna rip it up and we ain't stoppin' 

Till we get to Monday morning, uh, oh, uh, oh 

I got some chickens in my coop, they down for gettin' it on 

They hardly recognize my face but know the words to my song 

I'm having visions of euphoria, just feeling lovely 

Ain't got a nickel to my name but they still rolling with me 

We pull up to the corner store to purchase some snacks 

But I head straight to the pharmacy to buy profilacs 

I'm putting one stunt, two girls, three chicks, four 

Into the back of my ride but I can fit no more 

We gonna party up, until we get enough 

So throw your hands up, uh, oh, uh, oh 

We're gonna rip it up and we ain't stoppin' 

Till we get to Monday morning, uh, oh, uh, oh 

We gonna party up, until we get enough 

So throw your hood up, uh, oh, uh, oh 

We're gonna rip it up and we ain't stoppin' 

Till we get to Monday morning, uh, oh, uh, oh 

Picked up this chick 'cause we like the way she sounds 

After a half an hour we don't like her around 

She's tipsy and spilled a 12 dollar drink on the ground 

And she has a lot to say but none of it's profound, uh, oh, uh, oh 

Smoke, smoke y'all 

Cheeba, cheeba y'all 

Get crunk y'all 

And you don't stop 

We gonna party up, until we get enough 

So throw your hands up, uh, oh, uh, oh 

We're gonna rip it up and we ain't stoppin' 

Till we get to Monday morning, uh, oh, uh, oh 

(Smoke, smoke y'all) 

We gonna party up, until we get enough 

(Cheeba, cheeba y'all) 

(Get crunk y'all) 

So throw your hood up, uh, oh, uh, oh 

(And you don't stop) 

(Smoke, smoke y'all) 

We're gonna rip it up and we ain't stoppin' 

(Cheeba, cheeba y'all) 

(Get crunk y'all) 

Till we get to Monday morning, uh, oh, uh, oh 

(And you don't stop) 

[Incomprehensible] 

It's Monday 

Let's get it on, okay 

Alright, rock and roll