Lyrics:
WEEKEND’S FOREVER!”
Ooh - ooh -ooh - ooh Ooh-Ooh / Ooh - ooh -ooh - ooh
MY ONLY PLEASURE!
Mondays / Tuesdays / Wednesday’s blue / Thursday’s cruel
this C's cucumber slices
Imma tell you when it tastes the nicest
When added to my salad make sure you dice it
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We dancing now
Cuz dates give you energy
wake up
I can’t make up
Fuck Rona
Cause I can’t lay up
I don’t say much
Sit back in my dolce cuffs 
In these white buffs
I see why you do mistrust
Y’all
It's the 3 peat
What you hearing is the trilogy (Dinero)
It's the 3 peat
Dinero I'm back with the trilogy
What you hearing is Dinero's world
homie in the dust
I'm in the club drunk as hell, tell em bring another bottle
J keep rocking red bottoms, he should be a Loub model
Rockstar living,
ain’t ready to fight back the pest!
I got plans for the day, tryin’a make it to the doorway
Check that knife out of my deviant brains!
So this is wonder,
a duck she j ust want the bread
I might fly to an island, the minute i get money, wildin out, lettuce, I'm getting head..
And I'm dressing Italian like
Louis backpack and Louis duff
I ain't hard to maintain, bae I'm hard to cuff
Check my wrist, cold straight from Antartica (wait)
Had to call
send them racks back to me, hurry Andale
Collecting digits this shit every day
7-6-2-sing a song Mary J
Shit can get wicked, don't play with me
You gone
gritty
Tullamore is my city, from TC, down to Arden View, up by Chancery
Rhyme clean, even though half the town hates me
They must be allergic to a real G.
mine and I'm not tryin' to do no box time
She loaded up on my J-Pay, my lil' baddie, she a hotline
I curve the gym so I can hit the yard, and I hit
you can, it's the gingerbread man
Let's sit back, have a chit chat. I could break you off like a Kit Kat
Let my chips stack, as I sip yak
Sip just
Aint I, aint I, aint I, aint I, aint I, aint I, aint I, aint I, aint I smoking strong, aint I putting on, aint I rocking yeah, yeah, aint my money
mother had to lace up your Lugs
Face it it's over, you tryin' to move the base of a boulder
With weights on ya shoulders, so stand back or wait till
seen only by you
You can see me 'cause when you stare at the sun
All I did to figure out, but who makes it run?
Steady pushin' barrel to the back
a kid wit a high top fade
Arrive to a show and I like to get paid
Arrive to a hoe and I like to get laid
Ride up on my back like rugs and floormats
ain't no punk
Dougie D so thoed, and they already know
The Trae and the J Z-Ro, by bo
Got a kin folk raw, that be gripping a gun
I got a king folk
the sexy mammies only ride by my side
Chorus (2x)
Hey lil mamma can i holla at you
can i talk to you
youll be down for mine ill be down for you
Hey lil
J'yeah! XV, Mardell Maxwell
Kanye West on the track by the way
We the best moves in the game baby
You can move your and get check mate
It's your
love may never die
Oui J'temme and Jui se pa?
I sing this song every day
to bring back your smile
away from paris for just a little while
once in my
frowning at me howling at the moon
Paro, depressed by the sight of my crew
I'm the caped chameleon, watching from my hideout
There ain't nothing I can't find
but my wrist on the rocks
Bitch panty drop one glimpse of the watch
Them bricks back in stock, we ain't never runnin' out
Them sticks from the shop
And looked at that as a jewel on how they became one
We all shared last names with them same ones
And Penny's where I learned my J from, I'm built how I'm
Adams, dear Mr. Adams
I've been presented with a new son by the noble stork
So I am going to celebrate and pop the cork
With all the Livingstons
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