tuesday thru sunday - feel it (wednesday) lyrics
[verse 1: matt meyer lansky]
i ain’t with my girl no more
i just wasn’t really in love with her
plus, sh-t just wasn’t working out so i broke up with her
met a new girl & i’m really tryna f-ck with her
my ex girl, i ain’t even tryna make it up to her
another one comes & i forget that i was just in love
so i don’t know if i should hit it & move onto another one
nosebleed flow
hold your head up & c-ck it
cause i ain’t tryna stay up on that girlfriend topic
i’mma blow it off quick, hook her on a long stick
i’m talkin’ bout your girl & the way that she’s on this
sun’s going down, smokin’ blunts on the balcony
i know that she’s feeling me because she’s going down on me
white bath robes, mos tribes, as in mosley
yacht boat parked outside by the docking thing
we be living life, like we ain’t even living in
bright smile lifestyle
spirit in a pyramid
[bridge: robb bank$]
and i don’t give a f-ck
you can take his keys & give him back his love
got remy martin spilled on my rug
cause you can’t get enough
come close lemme touch..
just take one more sip & i promise you gonn…
take one more…
but you in love with him
i know you ain’t say you don’t give a f-ck bout him
my house, telling him you at your homegirl crib
eyes lower than a b-tch, you know you a trip
just gimme one more kiss & i promise you gonn
just one more kiss…
[hook: matt meyer lansky]
it feels like its been forever and
i don’t really know where you been
nor do i give a sh-t
i’m just glad you sitting in my bed
notice you ain’t laying
but at least you ain’t out chilling with that kid
that you been kicking it with, lately
[verse 2: robb bank$]
its just a young thief, robb bank$
just another day for me
knots crumbled in them chinos
so your b-tch gonn pay for me
cool greys, purple drank
real n-ggas that never played p-ssy
shawty in the black lace gimme that sasha grey p-ssy
but mostly that’s a front, next to me being blunt
telling you what i want
we all tryna stunt, take your b-tch out to lunch
candle light, talkin’ bout her thoughts
somewhere you can’t pr-nunce
i just wish we could talk more
joint roaches in my car door
remove the smell with your carte noire
& i can take that pain away if you just kiss me
s-xual frustrations, gritty
morals lost, in sheets
read her tattoos
gain her trust, once you lay with her
shoot her with my golden gun
inhale smoke when i bangin’ it
my prototype runnin’ haywire
keep em so spoiled
doing things with creams & oils
to make your whole…
my dogs say we gon be rich one day
but you work to 12 on monday
so we keep you from your man
from tuesday thru sunday
[bridge: robb bank$]
and i don’t give a f-ck
you can take his keys & give him back his love
got remy martin spilled on my rug
cause you can’t get enough
come close lemme touch..
just take one sip & i promise you gonn…
take one more…
but you in love with him
i know you say you don’t give a f-ck bout him
my house, telling him you at your homegirl crib
eyes lower than a b-tch, he’d calling you a trip
just gimme one more kiss & i promise you gonn
just one more kiss…
[hook: matt meyer lansky]
it feels like its been forever and
i don’t really know where you been
nor do i give a sh-t
i’m just glad you sitting in my bed
notice you ain’t laying
but at least you ain’t out chilling with that kid
that you been kicking it with, lately
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