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Ooooooooooooooh it’s Saturday
Ooooooooooooooh it’s Saturday
Not Monday
Not Tuesday
Not Wednesday
Not Thursday
Not Friday
We going out cause it’s Saturday
Yea yea

la  ndikubhalise
Ndikukhalise ndikublowise ndikumanzise

From sunday to monday
Sihleli la esbangweni 
Ndim nabangane ndim nabangane

From Monday

That You gotta see it to believe it

Monday

Smiling cuz I had a crazy weekend
Ask me what we do
Where we go
I don't know where we been
Going over speed

day or day one
See I can’t be no pussy
I gotta love me some Mondays
Because from Monday to Sunday
I’m chasing money the dumb way
Until that one day come

Monday's a holiday
(Holiday)
I will entertain
(Big boy DJ)
You'll buy champagne
(Top shelf champas)
Beach life of course, weather says there's no chance

I just got a two piece
Got head at the movies
You say you hate me on Monday, but we still gone fuck on a Tuesday
Your girl don't approve me
That's

to do to spinoza
Sometimes they turn into Judas
Then I respond as medusa
Okey okey I don’t hear what you say
We don’t play, you be like Monday we’re

it
For my sake, yeah
Weekend evenings stay up late
Monday mornings in a state
I try to take it
My heart aching
Does she make you feel something I never

girls
Cause I don't give a fuck
I'll make sure of it this time

You remind me of a holiday
I want to see you every Monday
You shine like the Sunday's
Baby

Judging me for my thoughts Oh
Love me on a Sunday Poppin pills on Monday
Baby have it your way
I'm just a hand me down To you to you
I'm just a hand me down

tree

I wanna see about you Sunday
And I wanna love about you Monday
I wanna dream about you Tuesday when I leave
And you'll see we're meant to be

Money piling
Monday through the weekend
All my niggas eating
Balling play some defense
All this ice it’s freezing
Why they ain’t believing
Told them it’s

around
And the music bars they're letting out the jazzy sound

Five at Friday evening blends with night
See you Monday "ha det bra", weekend comes all

To this fine track
Her smile got me amused
From the Monday (Monday)
Through to Sunday (Sunday)
Know that imma see her
One day
Or someday
Gotta me flying off

Monday we working till is Friday
Saturday we party to a Sunday
Monday we working till is Friday
Saturday we party to a Sunday
We fucking up the party

Runaway
Runaway
Runaway
Runaway
Why does every day feel like a Monday?
Can I just skip to the Sunday?
Runaway
Runaway
Runaway
Runaway
Shawty just

the groove
Now she gon work it monday to the monday
Put her on relax
I put her on cool
But i know it gon hit lil shawty one day
She used to the mall
She used

ignored

Part of life's rich pageant 
Life's poor pageant

Then Monday came, Monday came around
Now we're confounded, confused and angry
Anxious and sick

here Mondays to Sundays
Little enjoyments till I hit the big days
Never let these niggas steal my shine
Steady Gyrate I'm on my grind
I don't care what

to let go let's be honest
I'm taking my time with you girl I promise
Sunday funday
Midday blues on a Monday
Late night Tuesdays
Running on my mind like

Hear me? It's me
Hear me? It's me

(You) got what I need
I just want peace

Catch you on a Sunday
When you got the weekend off
If I wait til Monday
I

Baby rely on me I’ll wash your tears away
Even if the sky is falling
I will be there washing your tears away
Monday Tuesday to Friday Saturday to Sunday

Fronto fulla pink panties Victoria secret
If they say that Banco ain't on fire they probably sleeping 
Shawty only love me on the weekend 
Monday

Fuck that bitch on Monday
Fuck that bitch on Tuesday
Fuck that bitch on Wednesday
Fuck that bitch on Thursday
Fuck that bitch on Friday
Friday my day