Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Sydnee Hines
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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I get up
I g-g-get up
I got the morning blues
Turning on the blues
Feeding my cat, he bitchin' like a kid
Ladle in my hand, work it like a mic
Piña Colada Popsicle in mind
Now I'm running out of time
[Verse 2]
For breakfast I want my PCP!
P-p-p-put it in my mouth!
[Verse 3]
I walk to work
Sparkin' the stick, chiefin' what I just lit
You're on my brain now
I laugh because you need
Someone to validate your speech
By actions of your mouth
You're bitchin' like a child
Meanwhile!
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In your bank account!
[Verse 4]
By the time I get home I wanna be left alone!
And I'm turning off my phone!
[Verse 5]
P
PCP
I just want my Piña Colada Popsicles
All over me
Gimme that PCP
Mmm
Written by: Sydnee Hines
