Monday, Tuesday to Friday
Monday, Tuesday to Friday
Bitch, I should swing on you
Badda bing on you, now they lean on you (on you)
Talkin' that other shit, don't have 'em breathe on you (on you)
Now they hopin' you got ho skin
Talk don't see no lighter, they know he a rider
Come through with that chopper, ain't no helicopter
Then I slide, one of those, fly with the bulls
Stroll with the guys, I don't know
Weekdays the best time I can f*ck you
Uh, so I can do my shit up to the weekend
Drivin' down this block, you got us creepin' (creepin')
Monday, Tuesday only days that I can f*ck you (you)
Uh, so I can probably come over tonight
Swingin' on 'em, tell 'em, "Make a right"
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, I can f*ck you
Like, bend it over, you a poser, girl, I'm closer (closer)
Talkin' what I'm doin', you ain't knowin' (knowin')
I'm a shower, now we grower
Could've been, I should've been
Every single block they look like me again, you again
Then they hear a shout, I'm really true to this
I do a hundred ridin' through the North
They talkin' foolishness, I pull up with the iron in the door
Now that's the old you, ask me questions I don't say because I'm noble
Other niggas said a lot, he wasn't 'posed to
I thought your nigga made a sound and now it's pro-tuned, now
Weekdays the best time I can f*ck you
Uh, so I can do my shit up to the weekend
Drivin' down this block, you got us creepin' (creepin')
Monday, Tuesday only days that I can f*ck you (you)
Uh, so I can probably come over tonight
Swingin' on 'em, tell 'em, "Make a right"
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, I can f*ck you
Ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah
Woah, ayy, yeah, ayy
Weekdays the best time I can f*ck you
Uh, so I can do my shit up to the weekend (I'm tryna do my shit like-)
Drivin' down this block, you got us creepin' (on Saturday, Sunday too)
Monday, Tuesday only days that I can f*ck you (just to get me that, so, I come by Apple at night)
So I can probably come over tonight (I'm in a V, I'm like)
Swingin' on 'em, tell 'em, "Make a right" ("Let me in the back of it")
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, I can f*ck you (yeah, let me out real quick, I'm liftin')
You, I can f*ck you (Uh, you my lil' shit, hop back in like, "Ayy drop me off")
You, ooh, can f*ck you, you, oh (haha, drop me off)
Ayy, ooh, oh (yeah, mm-hmm, I'ma call her back)
Ayy, like Monday, Tuesday, Wedensday, oh, oh (drop me off)
Ayy, my niggas from the you ain't heard, you gon' love this
What he say? You my brother (ayy, brother, brother)
They say, okay, Monday, Tuesday to Friday (uh, that's my brother, brother)
I ain't gon' talk too much (haha), but you know (Monday, Tuesday to Friday)
See a play, hit a play
Niggas be hatin', bitches PSA (uh, to Friday)
Bye-bye (to Friday, Friday)
Shordie Shordie - The Weekend Lyrics
Shordie Shordie - The Weekend Lyrics
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Monday, Tuesday to Friday
Monday, Tuesday to Friday
Bitch, I should swing on you
Badda bing on you, now they lean on you (on you)
Talkin' that other shit, don't have 'em breathe on you (on you)
Now they hopin' you got ho skin
Talk don't see no lighter, they know he a rider
Come through with that chopper, ain't no helicopter
Then I slide, one of those, fly with the bulls
Stroll with the guys, I don't know
Weekdays the best time I can f*ck you
Uh, so I can do my shit up to the weekend
Drivin' down this block, you got us creepin' (creepin')
Monday, Tuesday only days that I can f*ck you (you)
Uh, so I can probably come over tonight
Swingin' on 'em, tell 'em, "Make a right"
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, I can f*ck you
Like, bend it over, you a poser, girl, I'm closer (closer)
Talkin' what I'm doin', you ain't knowin' (knowin')
I'm a shower, now we grower
Could've been, I should've been
Every single block they look like me again, you again
Then they hear a shout, I'm really true to this
I do a hundred ridin' through the North
They talkin' foolishness, I pull up with the iron in the door
Now that's the old you, ask me questions I don't say because I'm noble
Other niggas said a lot, he wasn't 'posed to
I thought your nigga made a sound and now it's pro-tuned, now
Weekdays the best time I can f*ck you
Uh, so I can do my shit up to the weekend
Drivin' down this block, you got us creepin' (creepin')
Monday, Tuesday only days that I can f*ck you (you)
Uh, so I can probably come over tonight
Swingin' on 'em, tell 'em, "Make a right"
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, I can f*ck you
Ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah
Woah, ayy, yeah, ayy
Weekdays the best time I can f*ck you
Uh, so I can do my shit up to the weekend (I'm tryna do my shit like-)
Drivin' down this block, you got us creepin' (on Saturday, Sunday too)
Monday, Tuesday only days that I can f*ck you (just to get me that, so, I come by Apple at night)
So I can probably come over tonight (I'm in a V, I'm like)
Swingin' on 'em, tell 'em, "Make a right" ("Let me in the back of it")
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, I can f*ck you (yeah, let me out real quick, I'm liftin')
You, I can f*ck you (Uh, you my lil' shit, hop back in like, "Ayy drop me off")
You, ooh, can f*ck you, you, oh (haha, drop me off)
Ayy, ooh, oh (yeah, mm-hmm, I'ma call her back)
Ayy, like Monday, Tuesday, Wedensday, oh, oh (drop me off)
Ayy, my niggas from the you ain't heard, you gon' love this
What he say? You my brother (ayy, brother, brother)
They say, okay, Monday, Tuesday to Friday (uh, that's my brother, brother)
I ain't gon' talk too much (haha), but you know (Monday, Tuesday to Friday)
See a play, hit a play
Niggas be hatin', bitches PSA (uh, to Friday)
Bye-bye (to Friday, Friday)
Monday, Tuesday to Friday
Bitch, I should swing on you
Badda bing on you, now they lean on you (on you)
Talkin' that other shit, don't have 'em breathe on you (on you)
Now they hopin' you got ho skin
Talk don't see no lighter, they know he a rider
Come through with that chopper, ain't no helicopter
Then I slide, one of those, fly with the bulls
Stroll with the guys, I don't know
Weekdays the best time I can f*ck you
Uh, so I can do my shit up to the weekend
Drivin' down this block, you got us creepin' (creepin')
Monday, Tuesday only days that I can f*ck you (you)
Uh, so I can probably come over tonight
Swingin' on 'em, tell 'em, "Make a right"
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, I can f*ck you
Like, bend it over, you a poser, girl, I'm closer (closer)
Talkin' what I'm doin', you ain't knowin' (knowin')
I'm a shower, now we grower
Could've been, I should've been
Every single block they look like me again, you again
Then they hear a shout, I'm really true to this
I do a hundred ridin' through the North
They talkin' foolishness, I pull up with the iron in the door
Now that's the old you, ask me questions I don't say because I'm noble
Other niggas said a lot, he wasn't 'posed to
I thought your nigga made a sound and now it's pro-tuned, now
Weekdays the best time I can f*ck you
Uh, so I can do my shit up to the weekend
Drivin' down this block, you got us creepin' (creepin')
Monday, Tuesday only days that I can f*ck you (you)
Uh, so I can probably come over tonight
Swingin' on 'em, tell 'em, "Make a right"
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, I can f*ck you
Ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah
Woah, ayy, yeah, ayy
Weekdays the best time I can f*ck you
Uh, so I can do my shit up to the weekend (I'm tryna do my shit like-)
Drivin' down this block, you got us creepin' (on Saturday, Sunday too)
Monday, Tuesday only days that I can f*ck you (just to get me that, so, I come by Apple at night)
So I can probably come over tonight (I'm in a V, I'm like)
Swingin' on 'em, tell 'em, "Make a right" ("Let me in the back of it")
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, I can f*ck you (yeah, let me out real quick, I'm liftin')
You, I can f*ck you (Uh, you my lil' shit, hop back in like, "Ayy drop me off")
You, ooh, can f*ck you, you, oh (haha, drop me off)
Ayy, ooh, oh (yeah, mm-hmm, I'ma call her back)
Ayy, like Monday, Tuesday, Wedensday, oh, oh (drop me off)
Ayy, my niggas from the you ain't heard, you gon' love this
What he say? You my brother (ayy, brother, brother)
They say, okay, Monday, Tuesday to Friday (uh, that's my brother, brother)
I ain't gon' talk too much (haha), but you know (Monday, Tuesday to Friday)
See a play, hit a play
Niggas be hatin', bitches PSA (uh, to Friday)
Bye-bye (to Friday, Friday)
Writer: Raquan Hudson
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Copyright: Lyrics © EMPIRE PUBLISHING