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specifics - tgim lyrics

politickin on which chickens is ill polish the
grill of my whip, crills crystals impossible
picture the bottomless pictchers of citrus and
vodka spillin on dips top filppin a burger
flippin the bird at a kid, rippin in pop’s
impala holla b-tch- i’m saying word, custom
plates sayin you rich
shaven whiskers to chinlace, my clique
clownin you fake nelly impersonators, your
celly digis and pagers busy?
we got papers and liquors and icky chaser
and vicious legs in them d-ckies thats shakin
their little babymakers
got the city of vegas’ regulations with texas’
mickeys reppin a place that isn’t the states
you get me?
yo it isn’t fresh to sip booze with chicks who
just sit and never get in the mix, dude
i’ve met a few ridiculous, mesh meticulous
groomed breast bigulous women who dress
sick you just
pressin the issue and no, they ain’t thirsty
and no they stay girly and no, thats the
worst tasting
bro, we gotta bounce where the thirst thirst
takes me, and found ladies who get down like
birthday g
every time he get laced a little and wasted, a
kid’ll rhyme and we get blazed and riddle
away the middle of night, sittin on sand ricky
grippin a pipe, flame light figures in tan fl!cker
kickin it off the dome, rip it with stoned
spitters, switch my flows even better when
next to the ocean’s whispers
while all my life i’ve been searching for
balance, work with talented individuals
rituals when we tappin absinthe
my gd legion we be workin round the clock
to discover unlock the cover the secret the
perfect drunken holla

[chorus]
thank god it’ s monday
a new week to repeat but drunk and erase
the mistakes we making once
thank god it’s monday
thought i don’t believe in him, f-ck i gotta big
up someone for the week to come

[verse 2 goldenboy]
rockin the wallies that a copped on the
coast, bought em as tan, got a problem
though my moccasins slant
walk through snow chopped a couple dollars
off of the fabric some trouble spots come
from bubble double shots as a habit
i’m grabbing all that i got, stashed in a cabinet
and gosh, thats a lot less than when i last
locked the chest
the west, fresh air, the sights, night’s young
the lights of the ferris shine on the horizon
and flare
like paris but not quite, life is a nightmare in
which you find yourself deprived of the flyest
of gear
you need to buy it captain, if you’re rappin be
quite, i’m slappin anybody tacklin the think
twice beat science
and keep the silence while i’m down please
gazing off the balcony, waiting for my juliet
to shout at me
ciao, we could just post up and get it
crackin, how so, dash and intercept em at
the house yo
he who hold dutch, know that when it’s only
one day onto the week and nothin goin on
we must roll
layin on the streets, nah, save the stems
stead of wastin we could make a litre green
tea tequila
he need la, like he need a hole in his head
but wheels only paused for a second then we
peel off
i guess it’s what you might call a off-day
down time, son, around my way, it’s a
lifestyle
or like a holiday, clowns keep your jaw tight
lounge till we bounce and you’ll really be
aight
so do believe the hype, and cruse with us
tonight
yo cruise with us tonight
yo cruise with us tonight, yo

[chorus]x2
thank god it’ s monday
a new week to repeat but drunk and erase
the mistakes we making once
thank god it’s monday
thought i don’t believe in him, f-ck i gotta big
up someone for the week to come

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