Friday

Yo, come and kick it with a real bitch

You know I got it out the mud, I'm a hood bitch

My baby daddy did me wrong, I let him still hit

It could be a dry day, pussy still drip

I left my ex **** Friday, **** still whipped

I got some shooters on the way, them **** kill shit

Got some **** shot 'cause I ain't beefing about the little shit

Take a girls trip, I don't drink, take a little sip

Of this Hennessy, your **** jocking 'cause he feeling me

He not a friend to me, I let him pop it, now he into me

I heard you taking shots, I called the shots, your **** dicking me

You know he digging me, you stupid bitches couldn't get to me

It could be a Friday, your **** still gonna trip

And I ain't have to let him hit, my pussy still got licked

I sent that **** back to you 'cause I ain't sucking no dick

And it could be a fly day, you bitches still won't drip

It could be a Friday, your **** still gonna trip

And I ain't have to let him hit, my pussy still got grip

I sent that **** back to you 'cause I ain't cuffing no trick

And it could be a Friday, you bitches still not lit

Yo, I don't kick it with no fake hoes

I'm asking God like, "Yo, why you even make those?"

I pulled your **** with no drip, I got on plain clothes

So now your **** mine and damn he fine and for the bankrolls

He be on the block, you see the cops they got on plain clothes

**** hit the spot, some **** drop my **** still rolled

Paid the lawyer fee, so **** free and **** still told

And now he doing life, that's all his life until he real old

Ask me for advice, I told him twice like **** can't fold

Send some **** through, just tell them who, and get him canceled

It could be a mild day, pussy still cold

We are not the same, you from a egg, you bitches scramble

It could be a Friday, your **** still gon' trip

And I ain't have to let him hit, my pussy still got licked

I sent that **** back to you 'cause I ain't sucking no dick

And it could be a fly day, you bitches still won't drip

It could be a Friday, your **** still gonna trip

And I ain't have to let him hit, my pussy still got grip

I sent that **** back to you 'cause I ain't cuffing no trick

And it could be a Friday, you bitches still not lit