1. It's friday, it's friday 2 million dollars driveway I need more Rocky Street paper, get the moppin I done started a roll Whipping salt the door I'm a salwadore You bades bitches in my home Smoking killer, I am with killer Pull up dealer looking like dealer In the drop top strapped worth Now he wall, million coffee pack wall I seen dreams turned twenty to life Mike had stared a night And them shoes Alejandro Shawtie bust it for hundo would you have life if I not the leave I guess way, way, way to naive I should been checked you been all the checkeds you But I let that you mad disrespectful Couldn be serious bitches was you Looking at man was you But you dead now for you said now Sign of the cross on your chest now but the head now Guilty right now what you pled now Left Queens Brooklyn, I a belt now Stupid what you but the felt now When you see on TV the have meltdown Bombs away to sneak hit me some away Rollie but I got time the then day
Wake up, Wake up, Wake up in the morning, My baby kissed my baby's that daddy Semi-automatic, ready for the show Clique full of killers, that's my band, we rock and roll
2. Whoa whoa whoa shout out to dem bitches tryna be me Yea yea yea, bitch I'm poppin bottles, dream of genie Flyest bitch on the planet, live in a castle Niggas love me, my little waist, my ass colossal These old bitches I fuck with get money Dat Atlanta, dat Texas, dat Alabama - Montgomery He ain't fuckin' no dummy Bitches fuckin' get dat money They pack, packin' dat gunny Niggas talk shit get done-y I tiger dial that rollie Got that Angelina, that Jolie I'm plain jane'n, no ice it, so need for the goalie My jet prolly say Boeing Bitches broke claim they honey This jacket here cost ten thousand The tag it's on Blome What what, shout out to all my niggas killin it Yeah, yeah, shout out to these bitches feelin it Flyest nigga on the earth I live in the shook Type of nigga often go get you some giuseppe
Wake up, Wake up, Wake up in the morning, My baby kissed my baby's that daddy Semi-automatic, ready for the show Clique full of killers, that's my band, we rock and rollTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
