Up in the studio me and my drank
Please let me be and let me do my thang
Think about a certain... certain somebody
That perfect somebody sexy purple body
She got service road curves and highway eyes
The road to her soul, just follow the road signs
And holla if you hear me I love it when she near me
I hate when she away and satan see the day
That hell freeze ova for I let her go
And let one of you bitch niggas get her no no no
You don't know how to treat her
You don't know that I need her
Hey... do you know that I need ya
Cuz baby right now
I'm feelin like the whole world is against me
Ever since the death of pimp c
But me I'm up in the studio me and my drank
Me and my drank me and my drank
I'm up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me and my drank
You sit on 24's I sip on 24's
You sit on 24's I sip on 24's
Drop a 4 on a 20 ounce
And call it 24's
Drop a 4 on a 20 ounce
And call it 24's
I'm ridin out leaning never nodding out
My girl trippin and damn I gotta hear my momma mouth
My home boys say I should slow down a little
But this shit that I'm on make me slow down a lot
You bottle pop, I buy a bottle pop
Drop some syrup in it, get on my waffle house
I live in wayne's world rappers is out the south
And this is how we do it, do it in the south
One more oounce will make me feel so great
Wait... now I can't feel my face
Um up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me and my drank
Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me and my drank
Will somebody please please double cup me
And everybody please please don't judge me
Will somebody please please double cup me
And everybody please please don't judge me



Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me me and my drank
Uh uh Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me me and my drank



So far all of ya who ain't heard of him
Mr. M.O.E. the boss baby
Was a southside living legend of 3rd ward
And it all started a 9-3
Highschool he was a fool he was only 18
With the dreams of becoming a ghetto superstar
Rollin in foreign cars through the streets of 3rd ward
It was all momma leave em with a trace of Mo E
And promethyzein and he a codeine fiend
And his team was the coldest everyday they rolled big
Niggas didn't hold that cuz that's that screwed up click
Baby, Baby, baby,
I sip that Big Mo, I drink that Pimp c
Rest in peace Big Mo, rest in peace Pimp C
I sip that Big Mo, I drink that pimp c
Rest in peace Big Mo, rest in peace Pimp C
And f**k what they say
Mr.DJ Screw Imma do this for you
Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me and my drank
Uh uh Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me me and my drank


Yea... Uhuh... Yea
I usually don't do this but...
Ahem...
Yea T you gotta feel me
Sippin on some drink the color purple like sili
Really they say I should chill before it kills me
But so will a car crash or a nine milli
And I aint even mention cigarettes or airplanes
So grab a pint heres a sprite we can share Wayne
Yea Mayne... tastes so sweet and I aint gonna have a seat
Cuz I don't wanna fall asleep
So just pour it in my drink and ima sip till I lean hard
Drink got me moving slower than a retard
So press record and hear these hot raps
I'm in the booth cup on me like a jock-strap
And I will not nap until the bottles empty
Then I pour a little more for past Screw and Pimp C
And I would stop but believe it I can't
So till Short is gone it's just me and my drink

Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me and my drank
Uh uh Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me me and my drank
Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me and my drank
Uh uh Up in the studio me and my drank, me and my drank, me me and my drank

Up in the studio me and my drink, me and my drink, me and my drink
Me and my drink
Up in the studio someone pour another 4
OOo... hoooaaa
Yea...
I told a bitch one more ounce will make me feel so great
Wait... now I can't feel my face
Will somebody please please double cup me
And tell the world please please don't judge me
Will somebody please please double cup me
And everybody please please don't judge me
You sit on 24's... we sip on 24's
You sit on 24's... we we we
Drop a 4 in the 20 ounce and call it 24's
Drop a 4 in the 20 ounce and call it 24's

I'm in the lab no pad no pen just a styrofoam cup so I can pour 4 in

lil wayne got thos all da way u feel me white bitchz

who cares who he talking bout??? its all bout emotion..

smh @ yall thinkin he talkin bout a female.
listen to the lyrics yall.

wayne not talkin bout no damn chik he talkin bout syrup and how he not stopin cuz of the death of pimp c, and big moe, and dj screw.

lmao this is not a love song....

this song is about sizzzurp aka syrup
hes expressing how everybody is jumping down his throat for drinking it about the death of pimp c and how syrup froze up his insides and killed him, and also dj screw and big MOE , hes telling everyone that he cant stop and hes attached.

Me an my drink! there's nothing wrong with that.

my nigga wayne lett'n all out on this 1....
"U dnt know how to treat her, u dnt kno that i need her"

thas one think bout this chick.... ima non bitchin bitch. layed back, servin them dranks.

is that lil wayne at the beginning of the song where he say "im in thev lab no pad no pen just a"