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travie it'$ friday - tommy lyrics

[verse 1: travie it’$ friday]
bad b-tch she work at cvs
eyes is on us like cbs
diamond cut man thats vvs
we bout to hit up aces
thats a vhs
(whoaaaaaa)
hush money we don’t talk about it
i got homies get you chalked about it
hidden monograms
you call the store to find it
(yeaaaaaaaa)
and i tell you i just found a diamond in the club
her name is tiffany
give a f-ck about what you got on my n-gg-
man that sh-t don’t mean sh-t to me
i need the danny phantom
as a kid man the ghost was the sh-t to me
and i do not touch dirty
penitentiaries never been cool to me
whoa!

hook:
they don’t know how i’m getting money
n-gg-s is calling me tommy
i just left aces
i think i might fly out to follies (fly out to follies yea)
they gon’ think a n-gg- scam
with all these diamonds dancing on me
like i don’t count my money
my haters count it all for me (they count it up ,count it up)
like don’t worry about us my n-gg- )
just trust that we g.o.od
and i put that on this cake
i’m wishing that a n-gg- would (wishing that n-gg- would)
and i’m sipping this v8
and v8 is under the hood ( it’$ under the hood)
somebody hit up kendall,kylie,kourtney,khloe,kim
and tell’em we g.o.o.d

bridge: like yeaaaa yeaaaaaaa yeaaaaaaa yeaaaaaa we g.o.o.d. {repeat x2}

[verse 2: travie it’$ friday]
and momma is getting these bags
i call her kris jenner (she got that bag on her)
it get cold in my city
it’$ time to heat up for the winter (heat it up, heat it up)
-ss on pam
mouth on gina
shawty a winner (shawty a winner)
boy, it ain’t nothing to it
i just tunnel to it
y’all to funny to us
we got bundles moving
i got baddies booling
got the engines vooming
got the metro boomin
keep my ear to the streets
like i’m martin
double cupped
sipping’ aces
out in follies

hook:
they don’t know how i’m getting money
n-gg-s is calling me tommy
i just left aces
i think i might fly out to follies (fly out to follies yea)
they gon’ think a n-gg- scam
with all these diamonds dancing on me
like i don’t count my money
my haters count it all for me (they count it up ,count it up)
like don’t worry about us my n-gg-
just trust that we g.o.od
and i put that on this cake
i’m wishing that a n-gg- would (wishing that n-gg- would)
and i’m sipping this v8
and v8 is under the hood ( it’$ under the hood)
somebody hit up kendall,kylie,kourtney,khloe,kim
and tell’em we g.o.o.d

- travie it friday lyrics

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