Tekst piosenki:
It's Friday
I'm f-cked up
And if you feel the same
Put your cups up
All my bad bad
Put your hands up
And all ugly ugly
Shut the f-ck up.
Shut the f-ck up
And all you ugly ugly
Shut the f-ck up.
Ridin' up
Ridin that camaro
All my **** yolo
Smoking on that Robert
Get that dinero
Keep the in the back
6-4 up and down
Keep that juice box
Wet watch your boyfriend down
Hey look i'm ridin' round in your city
Bad bad with me
King of diamonds mondays hundreds fifities
***
******
Hold up wait
And if you want this cake
Take that shhh to the face
It's Friday
I'm f-cked up
And if you feel the same
Put your cups up
All my bad bad
Put your hands up
And all ugly ugly
Shut the f-ck up.
Shut the f-ck up
And all you ugly ugly
Shut the f-ck up.
Shut the f-ck up
And all you ugly ugly
Shut the f-ck up.
It's Friday
I'm f-cked up
And your boyfriend is on my ****
Lookin cause he wanna taste
Any simple man he want my flave
Na, na, na ain't get none of this
Homie ain't trying to then he get dissed
Homie get dissed tho
That my **** tho
It's Friday
I'm f-cked up
And if you feel the same
Put your cups up
All my bad bad
Put your hands up
And all ugly ugly
Shut the f-ck up.
Shut the f-ck up
And all you ugly ugly
Shut the f-ck up.
Shut the f-ck up
And all you ugly ugly
Shut the f-ck up.
Yeah look and if got a fat *** make that **** work
Drop that **** low girl make that **** twerk
Pick that **** up put it in reverse
And i'ma kill that **** put that ***** in a hearse
Put ***** in a hearse put that ***** in a hearse
Put ***** in a hearse put that ***** in a hearse
Put ***** in a hearse put that ***** in a hearse
It's friday
I'm f-cked up
And if you feel the same
Put your cups up
All my bad bad
Put your hands up
And all ugly ugly
Shut the f-ck up.
Shut the f-ck up
And all you ugly ugly
Shut the f-ck up.
Shut the f-ck up
And all you ugly ugly
Shut the f-ck up.
Dodaj adnotację do tego tekstu »
Historia edycji tekstu
Komentarze (1):