Lyrics:
(Taste the producer, mm)
Let's take it back to our first date
After that, you called me every Thursday
Hard to admit it, but you was thirsty
I
and in
People are so pleased at their plight
They are not the first to feel this, not even tonight
Ayy, why do I never learn?
Monday, Tuesday, my
the Bally's on the first day
I pop bottles then threw money
I smashed her on the first day
I call the plug, he wrap it up
I picked it up on a Thursday
I bought
Next Thursday you're invited to watch
Rising Tide's live coverage of a gala tribute in salute to Ronald Reagan.
Host Haley Barbour joins special
been celebrating since Thursday
I always get dumped on my birthday
I'm the one who said in the first place
Foreplay, okay, anyways!
I'm four years
"Noyou hear me! You go to
Hell" -> Mr garrison
Yo at birth I was born with the
Biggest middle finger on earth
The first time I went to stick
It up
a real man
A black man interested in art
Speaking from the heart and playin’ my part
And all this illuminati talk
Like my first hit single wasn't ‘Jesus
Everything I’ve ever done wrong has taught me a better way
Cherishing yesterday and remembering first dates
Very depressive but taking care to be
Met me on tuesday
By thursday you be telling me
Your loving me
All
Caught up in your feelings
Ready to settle down
Start a family
I know there is
you have a picture of me in your wallet yet?
Have you told your parents about the night that we first met?
I wanna be your Monday morning, it all seems
Shoudl’ve left in the first place
Know its too early
Blowing up your phone on a Thursday
And I still wish we were alone right now
Im pose to be the one
ok?
Thank you, love you.
Alright, son. Love you too, take care
Bye bye
Thanks for coming guys
'Member sittin' in class the first time listening
to put me on word around town
Is your nine men strong I wanna be put on in the worst way since
The first day I think it was a Thursday (oh baby) you be
Saturday night in a stranger's car
To an after show at a purple bar
700 long-lost friends and first avenue stars
Friday flying at 4 AM in
the worst way,
Me and Rick James got the same birthday.
Simply means I'll grill you from Thursday to Thursday.
7 days, 1 week, 168 hours.
I got
Tomorrow
But I Love The Way U Move Girl
N Do Tha Belly Dancin
So Lets Play You're My Teacher
N Wont U Give Me My First Lesson
Ill Teach U Wha U Want
the first time I touched her hand
And the rain and the way it felt never let up all week
By Thursday I knew everything about her
And God, the last day I
or you fully clothed?
Why you in the club on a Thursday?
These niggas always thirsty and it's full of those
Matchin' pyjamas season is comin' up
How we
Xans so high (high)
I'm in first class with two-fifty (two-fifty)
I'm in first class Meek Milly (yeah)
Fuck JFK airport, lost my nigga Grip at customs
And I just might drop it on a Thursday
So tell the industry and my enemy
That your man wouldn't follow in they rules in the first place
Thirty plus in
early in the morning, looking for a victim
The first nigga look like dolla's, tryna holla, I'm gone get em
I got no time for relationships, I'm out
I don't give a fuck
Bitch!
I don't give a fuck
I be fuckin hoes from Thursday to Thursday
I be feeling up even when im on my worst days
Shawty said
the studio is the trap
From the first hit
Niggas didn't know how to act
That was Thursday
Sunday morning they crawling back
Yeah they thirsty
Addicted
in the first place
And I'm better than your ex on my worst day
I'ma be in LA on Thursday i said, "Baby
Just tell me what you wanna do"
I ain't never
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