text:  Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah. Oh yeah, oh yeah. Wake up, wake up. Gotta get this paper, get this cake up. Gotta do my hair, gotta put on makeup. Gotta act like I can't tell this fake stuff straight up. What a waste of my day. If I had it my way, I'd roll out of bed, say, about 2.30 midday. Hit the, then hit you up to come