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lirik lagu tuesday thru sunday - howdy (tuesday)

[intro: matt meyer lansky]
oh so you just thought we was up here just shopping and bullsh-tting?
tuesday thru sunday, obp

[verse 1: matt meyer lansky]
i got bodies in my whip
mommies on my d-ck
i’m smiling when you spot me servin’ by you on the strip
you can’t define me by my problems
i don’t do drugs i’m just always around them
i’m playing i brought them i’m never without them
i let my b-tch hold em’ it’s not my problem
sh-t, what you think this is man? i don’t know
don’t ever catch me in no photo without no wardrobe unless them polo
and that’s basic in the least bit, never tell a b-tch no secret
keep that sh-t to myself cause they take it all as a sign of weakness

[verse 2: robb bank$]
but yo i got a black girl, and her hair look indian
right, n-gga pitch black but my dashboard lighting up our date night n-gga
reserve store b-tton down, p-ssy no polo
love my style now later she want a photo
savage life hoes, gold mouth and i got that fire
and i f-ck her limbs off, so -ssembly’s required
she give me that x-o, cup of x oh man she love this
text a x-o to the one i’m f-ckin’ with, cause her mouth is sh-t
hug kiss lil b-tch

[hook]
yeah this my cup, that’s my dro
this my sip
i cut that ho, b-tton that o
stunt like this, i’m bout that life b-tch
you ain’t bout sh-t
you getting it in on the strip from another n-gga

[verse 3: robb bank$]
see, see i’m one trill n-gga
mishka f-ck that hilfiger
no thong under them leggings so now your girl got my attention
i allen iverson your questions, and that vapex as my breathmints
and i’m paul pierce to that false sh-t, so for now my answer’s pending
black pearl in my gauges, jack sparrow when i k!ll this sh-t
at my ex spot, put my gold in her treasure chest
i cop a bottle, f-ck a model
keep the substances controlled
got em’ in my crib f-cking up the decor in my home

[verse 4: matt meyer lansky]
yeah that’s what’s up
cause this my sh-t
we get it on, grey poupon
straight bomb, white widow from the ghetto in the middle of a palm leaf
we got bonged out, cause this my crib
were desmond hit the bong
when you chiefing straight resin and you know that you’ll be feeling like a zombie
bow to my presence
i’ll bring that f-cking mojo to your crib like i was santa clause
and we still don’t got no manager
catch me scheming on a camel toe
piff and me, i puff a bleez
and then i be thinking up this sh-t, like it took no energy
then i say “f-ck my enemies”

[hook]
now this my cup, and this my b-tch
now that’s your b-tch, and i’mma take that sh-t
and that’s my broad, you spending all that grip
i’m just saying, get your mother f-cking money up

[verse 5: matt meyer lansky]
this is for the kids i bought bottles in the club
they only shake my hand when they know i’m pourin’ up
the girls just want to f-ck and they just want to get f-cked up
they know we going stupid and they boyfriend is useless

[verse 6: robb bank$]
yeah, this is for the kids i bought bottles in the club
they only shake my hand when they know i’m pourin’ up
and they girls want to f-ck and they just want to get f-cked up
cause our presence going stupid, and they boyfriend is useless
little b-tch

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