Friday - Lucy Bedroque/egobreak.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : Jeremiah Mark/Kris Smith
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Jeremiah Mark/Kris Smith
[00:11.694]Floor, ooh-woah
[00:13.284]Why won't you listen to me?
[00:15.933]So deprived without you kissin' me
[00:18.550]The sun's guiding your way
[00:20.796](Why wasn't—) Why wasn't I what you decided on?
[00:23.132]Huh, woah-ah, now why won't you listen to me?
[00:27.379]Huh, so deprived without you kissin' me, oh-woah
[00:31.492]I'm misguided
[00:32.432]She wanted the ribeye, can't take her to Friday's
[00:35.428]Huh, had to start a family, we play Frisbee
[00:38.557]My son got a white mom, would've thought I'm Rigby
[00:41.345]Not much of a fighter, I bring a blicky
[00:44.316]Boy, pass up the lighter, 'boutta chief this spliffy
[00:47.314]The highest I jump, I'm a bunny boy like Miffy
[00:50.671]I gave her eyes a lil' glow-up, and now I got a lil' stiffy
[00:53.385]That shit heavy dunk, elements, this bitch shitty
[00:56.235]I got many m-m-money, I got plenty
[00:59.203]You took her out to Wendy's, you're broke (Shut up, punk)
[01:02.187]Couldn't buy her Fenty, boy, you sold
[01:05.152]When I made SISTERHOOD
[01:06.550]I wasn't even twenty, I was sixteen
[01:08.699]And my ex still miss me, uh
[01:10.494]niggas stay tryna diss me, uh
[01:11.885]Have her feelin' like Disney, uh
[01:13.265]"Bae, come to the show," but it's hard
[01:14.764]Still gon' feel this breeze
[01:16.209]sideways, lil' boy gon' ride
[01:17.496]Step in the crowd, he didn't even breathe
[01:19.242]Say they outside, but they not
[01:20.491]Make the crowd swing, bitch, they see ya
[01:22.109]Been chasin' me, oh boy
[01:23.640]If she'll wan' **** on me, yeah
[01:25.058]I bet she **** on Lucy
[01:26.398]I hit my shawty Mia
[01:27.955]I bet she gon' consume me
[01:29.354]Smoke 'za, that LooseLeaf, they tried to use me
[01:32.496]They tried, they tried, they tried, they tried
[01:35.330]You fried, I'm right, you mad, I'm not
[01:38.237]What the **** do I even have to be mad about?
[01:41.515]We turnin' up the score every day, you sad or what?
[01:44.532]Them niggas not gon' score, you better run past the ball
[01:47.189]Uh, yeah, when I walk in, bitch, who feel me?
[01:50.014]I don't gotta say shit, I kill it
[01:51.307]Most these niggas switch up like chameleons
[01:52.774]Bitch, I'm tryna go touch me a million
[01:54.189]**** that, nigga, I'm touchin' a zillion
[01:55.789]Off the 'za, boy, I really be chillin'
[01:57.206]I get high as the ****, like the ceiling
[01:58.816]Swervin' through traffic, semi-automatic
[02:01.683]Bitch, I'll send a nigga to Heaven for causin' havoc
[02:04.620]Luka on the Mavericks, all I know is magic
[02:07.597]Pulled up on the nigga, scored a goal just like a hat-trick
[02:11.344]The motion in my inb', boy, I can't find it
[02:13.737]I make up the bread just like Rinaldi's
[02:16.983]Boy, you need to learn the basics just like Baldi's
[02:19.787]I scored a home run, I'm somethin' like Tatís
[02:25.725]Tether
[02:27.216]Tether