Текст песни Waffle House - Doja Cat , Tru Heru

We've got to wake up
And get in to it
The sun is coming up
Pick up the rhythm, like there's no tomorrow

We've got to wake up
And get in to it
The sun is coming up
Pick up the rhythm, like there's no tomorrow
There's no tomorrow
There's no tomorrow
There's no tomorrow
There's no tomorrow
There's no tomorrow
There's no tomorrow
There's no tomorrow

(Pourin' the syrup)

Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up, let's get in to it
Pouring syrup like Waffle House, got the pints to do it
Just trying to see what this life about, seems there's nothing to it
Seems it's something fluid
Seems it's something I should swim through
Purple lightsaber, Master Windu
'Bout these Star Wars, my life's a stencil
Keep my life with pistols
You know it, I told you life is simple
Smoking four quarters in my temple
All about a dollar and more 'bout evolution
And more than sipping couple 40's with my troopers
I'm talking 'bout glowing up, I feel like Martin Luther
Cause all I have is dreams, sipping on that cool cup
(Pourin' the syrup)