Lyrics:
day is feeling like Friday (Friday)
I'm getting paid and doing it my way (my way)
We're finally on our way
Baby now it's time to celebrate
Oh
Oje
Hello lover
The one I always cherish
Always lose myself huh
(Hey)
Hello lover
The one I call my mistress
Alway lose my Composure
Hey there
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
Speaking in Tongues
Animal Collective Merriweather Post Pavilion
Graceland by Paul Simon
Josie and Aja by Steely Dan
Simon and Garfunkel Bookends
Super
by your call
Who, filled with faith and Spirit
Proclaimed your word with Paul
Give us your grace, Oh Savior
That we become the same
Companions in your
by your call
Who, filled with faith and Spirit
Proclaimed your word with Paul
Give us your grace, Oh Savior
That we become the same
Companions in your
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
Trynna pay utilities live in a house
Are you feeling me baby can you let me know now
Right now yeah its never or now
Skate to the bitch no bussing
I'm with
like Brek if any might step
I've got the whole game tryna bury my rep
I'm ahead by much more than twenty-nine steps
Still got more than you ain't got any
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
worth to die by it
Then it ain't worth to live by
Even if you abide by it
It could be thoughts you sin by
I gotta make it last my baby
This right here
and the parcels
'cause all our homes and offices got
Stacks of mail last June, ow! Ha! Ha!
When it was my birthday anyway
We're all dead pleased by the way
You've
Brt, pull up like a taxi
Stereo on max, and nigga bury your own casket
Nigga say hello to Rabbit
My lil' homies bang (bang)
My lil' homies, they
my dreams, yuh done know di love is real)
Baby boy, not a day goes by
Without my fantasies (come on, girl tell me what's the deal)
I think about
see you in my dreams
(I see you in my dreams, you done know di love is real)
Baby boy, not a day goes by
Without my fantasies (come on, girl tell me
down at my wrist, and they 32 degrees
Hundred on the dash 50 by the broadband
And we smoking kitty blunts feline propane
Hello kitty world this is not
see you in my dreams
(I see you in my dreams, you done know di love is real)
Baby boy, not a day goes by
Without my fantasies (come on, girl tell me
was standing by the opps (whoa)
I do the dash on the cop, digital dash on my drop
I turned myself to a boss, fuck you, nigga, and the law
Baby girl,
clashing, thrashing, someone turned the light out
I met my baby, expressed my passion, on my fashion night out
Her pistol go (bang bang, boom boom, pop
clashing, thrashing, someone turned the light out
I met my baby, expressed my passion, on my fashion night out
Her pistol go (bang bang, boom boom, pop
fucking self all the time
I could love my fucking self all day long
And I show love right to my bae just by trying
I sip the wok up again while she suck
got for me baby)
Another day
Another opportunity
(Ayo what's going on over there)
To live
(What's goin on)
Dang
My alarm kept ringing
But that's okay
I
jello (huh)
She curvy like a J.lo
Damn baby poke me off before I even said "hello" (said hello)
Is it the car, is it the ice is it the grill (is it
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
.jpg/300px-Paul_Simon_at_the_9-30_Club_(b).jpg "Paul Simon")
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