Woke up this morning, feeling like shit
Man the party must have been legin
Got a 40 taped to my hand, got the spins so bad I can't stand

Got a magic-marker moustache
Must have lost all my cash
Memories from last night fading with the last of the light

Kickin with my crew on Mason Street
You know it's a night that can't be beat
Skeezy-E be the wizest wizard,
Lil' Abe droppin beats like a blizzard

That's the part of the story before the last of the 40
Then it was lights out for your number one shorty

I'll kiss my hangover goodbye
Say hello to the 40 that I'm gonna buy
I'll kiss the evening goodbye
Say hello to my bottle that aimed at the sky

Koko shorty got the remedy
To a hangover with the worst melody
Drink a 40's worth of water
Pop some advil for a starter

Take three rips of the finest weed
Surely this is my finest deed
Heading off straight to bed,
Gonna sleep like I'm motherfuckin dead

Still can't see straight
Drank my worth in weight
In an awful state
Don't know if that 40s gonna taste so great