Thursday (feat. Silachomka & BergdorfBadman)
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I'm already high Can't take off my pride I feel like I'm lusting You told me you coming on Sunday But that's what you told me last Thursday You making a nigga look thirsty But how bout we hang all the child's play But then I'll be fucking on Monday And that's what I told you last Thursday You making no nigga look thirsty Nigga look thirsty, hang all the child's play I still pop out at occassions Talking 'bout blunts imma phase em Thats what I like She dont want step on the pavement Flow when she walk, its amazing We no gats fight Take her the back of the library Yeah she the wifey Make that bitch ride like a bike Treat her like diddy and kyle Send her the addy, a smiley, the date and the time Look! Yeah! Life is a bitch and I'm sitting her lawn Cut me bitch! Cut me! Mrs Lawn mower You told that you finna pull up on me And you got a nigga steady waiting on calls Got a nigga steady waiting on text messages and I'm getting tired and uh Baby you gotta be tripping gotta be sipping Baby Is you mad or something? I should never be the nigga that you tryna play games with Never be the nigga that you tryna hurt Baby stop playing I been in this game for a while now I been breaking hearts for a long long time Get in a line if you tryna f*ck I'm just fucking this beat up, Im rounding up If you trolling then baby you outta luck Kick that bitch out like Rocky, She too annoying Ouu Padded my Gucci boots She say that she sorry and sent me new Jimmy Choo Im outside of the city fool She sent me a pack, good weed and some food too Bit of class but I'm outta school And the darker I think, The lighter the wordpool She say its okay boo And i say its okay too The thing is that, Rap is a bitch and Ill say it again On Thursday I'll be in her crib with her friends On Sunday I'll be outta town for a bit On Friday I'm back and we do it again Yup, Rap is a bitch and I said it again On Thursday I'll be in her crib with her friends On Sunday I'll be outta town for a bit On Friday I'm back and we do it again I'm already high Can't take off my pride I feel like I'm lusting You told me you coming on Sunday But that's what you told me last Thursday You making a nigga look thirsty But how bout we hang all the child's play But then I'll be fucking on Monday And that's what I told you last Thursday You making no nigga look thirsty Nigga look thirsty, hang all the child's play She talk too much I put her in her place She want Dior she want cum on her face Doing them drugs she dont care if its laced I told you pull up, I dont care bout the day She smoking my blunts like i gave her the J I must confess girl I sabi the way If im leading you on then I gat by the grace Blessed by the Lord Christian Lous for the saint Devil wear Prada but me I dey match am Chashing the bag Imma laugh when I catch am Rolling a backy so I no gats batch am, Flash am! I dont make calls gats fash am, Dashcam! Caught me on the tapes, I smash am! Vandam! Kick down the doors, Real Badman! Damn Man! I been in the field like Adam Gaurding the bitches they ready to Japa! (Japa!) Right, you got my friends coming right at you Got everything, she got attitude A ten-to-ten, it's a pass for you Yeah she amazing (man she amaze me) Recall when she called me up and then she told me she love me (told me she love me) I love when she really be hitting me up in the morning No promise she ain't ready to keep We go home she be taking me deep F*ck all our dreams we ain't ready to sleep Those photos we took down in the street Promise I won't tell nobody to see it Call home when you ready to leave Call me when you ready to dip I'm already high Can't take off my pride I feel like I'm lusting You told me you coming on Sunday But that's what you told me last Thursday You making a nigga look thirsty But how bout we hang all the child's play But then I'll be fucking on Monday And that's what I told you last Thursday You making no nigga look thirsty Nigga look thirsty, hang all the child's play I still pop out at occassions Talking 'bout blunts imma phase em Thats what I like She dont want step on the pavement Flow when she walk, its amazing We no gats fight Take her the back of the library Yeah she the wifey Make that bitch ride like a bike Treat her like diddy and kyle Send her the addy, a smiley, the date and the time
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Written by: Itekena Omuku, Kelvin Ekiyor-Katimi, Samuel John-Ibro
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