Lyrics:
friday nite
just uh after work
i was thinking i had what a day
get along, now buddy
get a wiggle on home
look straight ahead and don’t
get
wanna be alright now
I wanna be a good guy, wanna just do right
But I'm goin' to hell right now
I wanna take a long ride, with you by my side
I wanna
brother ADAM, some called him BIG E, who pushed
An E CLASS white MERCEDES wit buddies BIG D
And BIG see, but BABY SLITSTA only drove a MITSUBISHI
Little
microphones
And they all wanted back by they peeps
Sleep if you dare, 'cause death catch niggas when they sleep
Beware of the consequences, it's senseless
I ain't got no homies got no buddies
Now everybody tryna sympathize
Now everybody standing in disguise
Imma take a guy for a bite
imma take an eye
Gogh
Long ride, no not a limo
Finally I arrived at home
Night was long but it was dope
Pour my candy in a bowl
Smoke some weed and watch Psycho
The guys
along the waves
Tons of times to burned with buddies by the pool or jacuzzi
Got Orochon for ramen, always down for dips with Phillipe
Movies, malls,
Peter Pan
There's no time to talk about how I got started in rap
I'm goin' straight home, you don't know, I'ma leave you alone
Why should I waste my
' to work and then goin' home
And be in the bed by ten Now you dressin' up and goin' to clubs
And hangin' with all new friends You usin' me and don't act like
give a damn bout no hater
Everything I do is major
I'm goin' Alpha, Omega
I'm on a hell of a rise
This is not fair to you guys
I'm laughin' and skippin'
dick just like a pony
I've been goin' crazy for the moment
Do this with the gang, yes I'm gettin' it for the motion
Bitches talkin' shit, she took that
I pull up a poles
Dis for da bros up da road
Da guys on da block doin pulls ups on a pole
Dis for my dawg on parole
I try keep Bro outta trouble so
like Ralo
If you my family or the guys it ain gon be no need to borrow
We goin up we buildin brick by brick
Yea we ain usin sticks
Strictly just a rapper
ya goin
So expose where your foxes live
Use to make decisions through the pickings in my head
Didn't matter how it ended who it hurt
Or what I did
I'd
'em
I'm buddies with Tom, I need my space
Find me boostin' up the crime rate if crime pays
The last nigga lost his head talkin' 'bout, "I'm gay"
at niggas like
Nah, time's cruel, they tunin
See through these niggas, see me sloppin
They'll come and we drop by
I'm with my boo's, yeah, I'm with my
things
The buddies I'm with the
People I'm 'round wanna cut that
Cut that tall tree down
Holding me down, but fuck that
Fuck that, get another shelf
Oh my gosh Julie, look at her butt, its so plump and round. She looks like one of those punk guy's girlfriends.
I like big butts and I cannot lie
You
Spent twelve in the BAPE store (pfft)
You that one guy the hoes used to rate low
You that one guy that blew it, now his pape' low
Let a bitch ask for
sayin yo what the heck, I am single
It's no reason why I shouldn't try to mingle
So I met this girl by the name of maxine
Her breath didn't stink she used
I’m makin slaps put us on the map
Fly guy, still got your legacy on my back
They took my brother from me he ain’t never coming back
But they found his
Pretty little Sally sat up by the tree trunk
White miniskirt with a Betty Boom bum
She had a ass like Deborah Cox, face like Lauryn
Waist like
for a king
By the time we got to arizona
Tommorrows a long time
We got god on our side
Over bass and drum beats hear the good rhymes ride
A poison goin
why girl (why girl)
Now you can call this freak a good looker (yeah)
Or you can call the (ho) a good hooker
But a guy came by with a (dick) that was
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