Lyrics:
Wake up in the morning feeling like G. Cornelius
Got my toga praetexta, ex ianua, Imma hit that forum
Before I leave, meet with Brutus in the tablinium
He's gotta go to the market and buy me prandium
Chorus: I'm talkin...
Boleti cum liquamen, men
Volo oleum et panem, nem
Da me glirem multem, em
Pre-game mulsum in cisiis
Pulling up to the parties
Trying to get a little bit typsy....
Don't stop, 'til you pop
Servi fill this to the top
Tonight, Imma bite
'Til we see the sunlight
Tik Tok on the clock
But the cenam don't stop, no
Monodon Monoceros, Monodon Monoceros
Ain't got a care in the world
But got plenty of glires
No denarii in my pocket
But we're already here
Statim pueri line up
Cuz they hear we got cibus
But we kick 'em to the curb
Unless they look like SCIPIO AFRICANUS
Chorus
My stomach's filled up
I'm breaking down
My head it pounds, yeah you got me
It's coming up, it's coming out
There's one place now that I gotta be
Nunc currio, iam festino
Sum infermus, yeah you got me
It's coming up, it's coming out
There's one place now that I gotta be....
.....Now the vomitorium is where it's AT!
Chorus.
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