{The morning after}

{What time is it? 7:48
Where, where are my, oh boy, oh boy are my panties?
Oh my God, where are my panties? Damn where? I don`t
He ain`t gon` think I`m a hoe, f**k that I liked it
I was drunk and it was my birthday anyway
Maybe I should just lay here and let him touch my booty
But he don`t even know my name}

{I know she think I just think she some kind of hoe
I don`t give a s**t about givin` it up on the first night
That just let me know she know what she want out of life
What a hell of a way to goddamn wake up
Oh that s**t was good, oh maybe she`ll get me some breakfast
And she so goddamn sweet, sweet as she wanna be
I just lay, I wanna lay in her hair, can`t fall for her don`t fall for her, ice cold
(Ice cold)
Maybe I`ll just roll over and just lay on her booty, yeah, no no no
No, I`ll just lay and be cool, be cool, ice cold
(Ice cold)
But what if she`s the, what if she`s the, what if she`s, what if she`s the one}