Big Sleep
Oh yeah, fucking great, this is sick
Ha-ha, da-dunun, da-da-da
Here we go, yeah
"Get back to work!"
Fall asleep
Instead of these racks, I'd rather count sheep
Every night I'm pullin' up the fuckin' sheets, uh
So delighted to fall into something deep
When it's time to get low and I close the door, it's not a peep
Close your fuckin' eyes, catch the motherfuckin' wave
I don't give a fuck about what happened in the day
I just wanna know if I will dream, get the fuck to sleep
And count back from three, I'm on some other shit
Melatonin, give me serotonin
Organize, supersize, air mattress flowing
Toss and turn don't exist for me
Like the Rock, Dwayne Johnson, Fast and Furious 3, uh
But I'm not worried 'bout my strength, WWE
I'm just fantasizin', thinkin' 'bout my yacht in the sea
Now I don't know nobody else that do it quite like me
So take ya head, lay it down, drop the guillotine
Fresh sheets, fresh shit, I'ma boss bitch
Nighttime, got the white noise popping
Lights out when I enter the room
Don't wanna see a foot in front of me when I'm in the tomb, uh
They say you snooze you lose, but when I rest I win
I get my energy back and fuckin' do it again
When I sleep, I'm like a lazy fuckin' bone in the sand
Make a paleontologist dig me up again
Blah-blah-blah, bitch I'm taking a nap
Don't fuck with me right now, I'll beat your ass, no cap
I keep a bat below, Babe Ruth in my shit
I wonder how he slipped a nine inside this beautiful crib
Anyway, to the point, I need a clock some time
Give me a bottle of milk, give me a nursery rhyme
I'm on my baby game tonight, fuckin', shittin' and spewin'
But at the end of it all, I'm cuddled up, and I'm cooin'
Now I've been thinkin' about wakin' up in the morning
And got me deploring, I would just rather be snoring all fuckin' day
I'm even fresher than yesterday
Better call an aesthetician to measure my wave
I'm goin' crazy, uh
When I'm leavin' the spot, you better say, "Night, night"
I'm headin' toward some vivid visions that'll help me take flight
And you can join me if you feelin' like the timin' is right
But be prepared I'm like a bear, I'm sleepin' tight, uh
Fresh sheets, fresh shit, I'ma boss bitch
Nighttime, got the white noise popping
Lights out when I enter the room
Don't wanna see a foot in front of me when I'm in the tomb, uh
They say you snooze you lose, but when I rest I win
I get my energy back and fuckin' do it again
When I sleep, I'm like a lazy fuckin' bone in the sand
Make a paleontologist dig me up again
Ha-ha, da-dunun, da-da-da
Here we go, yeah
"Get back to work!"
Fall asleep
Instead of these racks, I'd rather count sheep
Every night I'm pullin' up the fuckin' sheets, uh
So delighted to fall into something deep
When it's time to get low and I close the door, it's not a peep
Close your fuckin' eyes, catch the motherfuckin' wave
I don't give a fuck about what happened in the day
I just wanna know if I will dream, get the fuck to sleep
And count back from three, I'm on some other shit
Melatonin, give me serotonin
Organize, supersize, air mattress flowing
Toss and turn don't exist for me
Like the Rock, Dwayne Johnson, Fast and Furious 3, uh
But I'm not worried 'bout my strength, WWE
I'm just fantasizin', thinkin' 'bout my yacht in the sea
Now I don't know nobody else that do it quite like me
So take ya head, lay it down, drop the guillotine
Fresh sheets, fresh shit, I'ma boss bitch
Nighttime, got the white noise popping
Lights out when I enter the room
Don't wanna see a foot in front of me when I'm in the tomb, uh
They say you snooze you lose, but when I rest I win
I get my energy back and fuckin' do it again
When I sleep, I'm like a lazy fuckin' bone in the sand
Make a paleontologist dig me up again
Blah-blah-blah, bitch I'm taking a nap
Don't fuck with me right now, I'll beat your ass, no cap
I keep a bat below, Babe Ruth in my shit
I wonder how he slipped a nine inside this beautiful crib
Anyway, to the point, I need a clock some time
Give me a bottle of milk, give me a nursery rhyme
I'm on my baby game tonight, fuckin', shittin' and spewin'
But at the end of it all, I'm cuddled up, and I'm cooin'
Now I've been thinkin' about wakin' up in the morning
And got me deploring, I would just rather be snoring all fuckin' day
I'm even fresher than yesterday
Better call an aesthetician to measure my wave
I'm goin' crazy, uh
When I'm leavin' the spot, you better say, "Night, night"
I'm headin' toward some vivid visions that'll help me take flight
And you can join me if you feelin' like the timin' is right
But be prepared I'm like a bear, I'm sleepin' tight, uh
Fresh sheets, fresh shit, I'ma boss bitch
Nighttime, got the white noise popping
Lights out when I enter the room
Don't wanna see a foot in front of me when I'm in the tomb, uh
They say you snooze you lose, but when I rest I win
I get my energy back and fuckin' do it again
When I sleep, I'm like a lazy fuckin' bone in the sand
Make a paleontologist dig me up again
Credits
Writer(s): Jim Kerr, Charles Burchill, Derek Forbes, Michael Joseph Macneil
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