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naim alonso - thursday v2 lyrics

[intro]
hmm, hmm, hmm, aye (hol’up)
hmm, hmm, hmm, aye (hol’up)
hmm, hmm, hmm, aye
hmm, okay

[verse 1]
ice cold freezer how i’m feelin’ in my heart (brr!)
with the nice flow, i am not a rapper this is art (van gogh)
but i might go, mami keep on callin’ trynna start (what you want?)
and the night’s closed, i can’t do no talking gotta dart (skrt-skrt)
it’s a thursday
act up i can do you in the worst way
baby wanna chill she said that today is her birthday (her birthday?)
hol’up baby, how i meet you in the first place?
run the game no track meet but you know i stay in first place (usain bolt)
i’m just trynna buy my mom a whip (mom a whip)
she deserve it told her one day i’ll be big (i’ll be big, yeah)
msfts coming up, sadlyfe coming up (you know it)
3017 you should know w-ssup (you know it)
i’m just k!lling tracks, that sh-t in my blood (in my blood)
shout out to my pops gotta show him love (shout out to my pops)
shout out alc’ one time, we made a hit (we made a hit)
keep the fire on me man we lit (everyday we lit, aye)

[verse 2]
runnin’ to the money like the bank closed
ya’ll boys too alike ya’ll wear the same clothes (trashy)
and you jacking swag ya’ll got the same flows (trashy)
go out like a sucka man i can’t go (nah)
baby i’m the one (yee yee)
get yo sh-t together we can have some fun
yo man is a square, i know he ain’t havin’ none (he a lame)
better off without him said you want a savage huh? (w-ssup)
cop a tesla, these n-gg-s extra, i can’t relate (i can’t)
you a flex-er, these boys is wrestlers, i see they fake (fugazi)
if you next up you better vest up ’cause sh-t ain’t safe (it’s brazy)
i’m the best bruh, gon’ run that check up and then i skate (then i’m off)
i don’t gotta prove sh-t (nah)
i don’t like to talk about it i just do sh-t (nike)
and you said your bars were clean i’m like “cool sh-t” (word)
someone get the boy some meds, swear i’m too sick (swear i need a kleenex)
and i’m always on cue like a poolstick (chalk it up)
they gon’ hear this in they speakers be like “who’s this?” (who’s this?)
baby this ain’t new sh-t
swear i been here
and i got ’em by the throat like some chin hair
keep it lowkey i’m a pro, see
go ahead and proceed ’til your nose bleed (drip drop)
act like you don’t know me
go and ask your girl she’ll tell you i’m the most deep

[outro]
yeah, i f-ck with that a lot more

- naim alonso lyrics

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