aitch - weekday lyrics
[intro: aitch]
steel banglez
what we sayin’ mo? yeah
[verse 1: aitch]
she said “men are trash”, i think girls are too
put the blame on me but i’m the same as you
still the same old aitch, man, i stay so smooth
manny boy, i stepped in with the same old crew
pretty one, thick, but she holds it nice
swear her p-ssy so tight, had to bone it twice
baby gal, why you being photo shy?
i won’t post it, i just think the photo’s nice
[verse 2: mostack]
she said “men are trash”, i said “yeah, that’s true”
but you’re the company you keep and i’m chillin’ here wid you
so what does that make you?
you know, i stay grippin’
i just can’t be [?], man will blaze your [?]
you know how i’m livin’, i just gotta [?]
man, i can’t be chilling with the same old boo
and i’m still winning with the same old school
i can probably f-ck my teacher from my old school
miss thompson, i know one ting
she just come from turkey, she got liposuction
and this girl does some psycho suckin’
but she want it all now, and some [?]
[bridge: aitch]
yeah
she want it all now, man, it’s gettin’ impatient
and when she leaves, she be makin’ statements
but she comin’ back, ain’t nuttin’ changing
i just tell her holla at me when she at the station
[chorus: aitch & mostack]
club goin’ up on a weekday
we don’t ever have a weak day
ayy, lets get to foreplay
she gon’ do whatever we say
club goin’ up on a weekday
we don’t ever have a weak day
ayy, lets get to foreplay
she gon’ do whatever we say
[verse 3: mostack]
your mans on one, grab the blonde one
or bring the brunette, man, i just want fun
i’m with queen ones
i would bring bro but remember that time you never gave me one
’cause i’m a crazy one, i need a lady one
i want a baby but don’t want a baby mum
aitch said “p-ssy” when i asked what he ate for lunch
hundred bags is what i made this month
[verse 4: aitch]
yeah, i’ll bag your ex man, don’t care what he said
get up in between legs, eat it like a creme egg
tell her “you know nuttin’ ’bout me yet”
then i dash it like i seen fed, haha
yeah, skrrt round like it’s nascar
moving like a trap star, cali in a gl-ss jar
stepped in smellin’ like a rasta
lookin’ like a rapper, this is what i asked for
[chorus: aitch & mostack]
club goin’ up on a weekday
we don’t ever have a weak day
ayy, lets get to foreplay
she gon’ do whatever we say
club goin’ up on a weekday
we don’t ever have a weak day
ayy, lets get to foreplay
she gon’ do whatever we say
[outro: mostack]
[?] wants to switch up the guys you see
reason being, she say i party too much for a human being
i don’t just f-ck girl in the european
i don’t even ask who the girl i’m seeing
you’re p-ssed if your girl’s in the room that we in, yeah
go watch your girlfriend, boy
go watch your girlfriend boy, boy, boy, boy, boy
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