Fuxk Friday

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Ayy, Damedot racks got a whole lotta holes (Whole lotta, mwah) Got a shoe fetish and a whole lotta clothes (More shit) Plugged out in Oakland, send a whole lotta 'bows (The Bay) Self-made boss if you niggas ain't know (You know now) No housewife, bitch, I'm lookin' for a freak (Lookin' for a freak) White buffs look like they came off a sink (On God) Ride around the city with a stick on the seat (Yeah, yeah) Move the wrong way, I'ma put you on a tee (Drrt) Lotta dirty money, I'm just tryna clean it up (Okay) Lookin' like a snack, said she wanna eat me up (I hear you) She eat the dick, make a mess, clean it up (She got skills) Put the dick on her, now she tryna beat me up (She wanna fight) You ain't no scale if I put them grams on you (If I front you) This ain't no hookup when I put my mans on you (He on your ass) Not no massage if I put my hands on you (For real) Its gon' get tragic if I put them bands on you [Chorus] Fuck Friday, every day, I get a paycheck (Paycheck) Daydreamin', thinkin' 'bout some money I ain't made yet Gotta stay strapped, face popper in the latex (Face popper) Take my thick bitch to Cali, buy her fake breasts (Mwah) I just popped two RPs, I ain't ate yet (I ain't ate) I just fucked two new bitches I ain't date yet (Ayy, ayy, ayy) Team Bay eatin', niggas still ain't got a plate check (RGS) Put a three-five in a 'Wood, I'ma face that [Verse 2] Just touched down, bag already twirled (Already twirled) Got turned around, twelve pints of the syrup (Drank) Thousand-pack of Rs, I ain't fuckin' with no girl (Hell nah) Too many hoes, I could never have a girl (I could never have a girl) Triple S, big Bs, jeans twelve-fifty (Amiri) She a real freak, want the nut on her titties (Ugh) Straight drop red, paid a hundred for [?][1:18] (Straight drop) High as dog shit, 'bout to OD like Whitney ('Bout to die) Fuck Friday, every day, I got a bankroll (Bankroll) Benz got me lookin' like a martian, Innerspace Jones (Yeah) Jeans, Amiri's made those, nigga, these my space clothes (Space clothes) I don't hound no bitch, boy, I replace hoes (On God) I just left Barney's, spent a roll on nothin' (On nothin') Ask MJ out in Cali, I'm with Sutton (That's my boy) Drippin' in the EMPIRE party, left a puddle (Drippin') Get a nigga wiped, my dog only want a couple [Chorus] Fuck Friday, every day, I get a paycheck (Paycheck) Daydreamin', thinkin' 'bout some money I ain't made yet Gotta stay strapped, face popper in the latex (Face popper, pop, pop) Take my thick bitch to Cali, buy her fake breasts (Titties) I just popped two RPs, I ain't ate yet (I ain't eat) I just fucked two new bitches I ain't date yet (Both of 'em) Team Bay eatin', niggas still ain't got a plate check (The Mafia) Put a three-five in a 'Wood, I'ma face that [Outro] Are you in the mafia? Am I in a what? Whatever you wanna call it, organized crime I'm in the waste-management business Everybody immediately assumes you're mobbed up