Maffew Ragazino - Friday lyrics

rate me

[Intro]

It's what they wanted

It's what they wanted

Seniors chillin', ill minds chillin'

What more can I say? We winnin'

That's what sh (coughing), yeah, ok, ok

Senior, what's happening?

What up world, yeah, what's crackin'ing?

Bitch, right back on your ass again

Titties on your ass again

My president is black again

And I got a bad white bitch

That voted for me

The way she seen a pole,

I know that she sick

Talkin' bout she never sit,

Ho, quit yappin' yo lips!

Hop your republican ass on top of this dick

And rotate counterclockwise

Big time, nigga, flavor flame Glock size

Paper game, skip a black (???)

My wife gon' be the first black girl on My Wives

[Hook]

Seniors chillin', ill minds chillin'

What more can I say? We winnin'

That's what we get, we got it good

Too sexy for my motherfucking hood

Would you clap with the sneer to the trap

If your girl's outta face, then your girl I slap

Niggas really think the rap shit's all that

'Till they found out that it's deeper than that

Like the king of Abu Dabi, get your whole head wrapped

Bad (???) with the captain and strap

Led snapper with the seaweed snap

Starbucks addict, green tea frat

Ah, pip the game, stick it, I ordered the hits

One phone call, off with your shit

On my call, drop us some tits

Shooters hangin' out the window, choppin' them sticks

I chase money round the clock, right?

I'm on that bullshit like (???)

Hundred round jumps, un(???)

I see the music in the streets through Pac's eyes

[Hook]