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Friday

by Cooley

on YLW Deluxe (2019)

[intro]

I get high like its Friday and I ain't got no job
And it go one time, one time for the house
Two times, two times for your spouse
Three times, three times for the crown

[Chorus]

I get high like its Friday and I ain't got no job
And I ain't got shit else to do baby
What about you? (Tell me whats up with you)
We can fly like Alladin and Jasmine inside my magic carpet baby
Lets go where every you like
Whereever you like

[verse 1]

Aye yo yo
Its the knick knack, patty wack
Give a bitch a dick quick
"Grindin'" like Skateboard-P
'Til money kick flip
A nigga switch gears like a stick shift
I shift time and blow minds
You nigga ain't ain't fucking with mine
My pedigree triple of the average Fidoh
Life a bitch who fuck you with her eyes closed
And picture somebody else
Nevertheless I'm never the loaf
When the breads involved
She say "when you goin' let us meet?"
She tryin' to make a sandwich
Only down if the other party is the money
I don't fuck around
These clown niggas ain't it to me
Overcame my adversaries and adversity
Simoteanously
'a fuck about you I'm the greatest of me
I rap UVs, you can't even see
That s
Son got it
Son had to rhyme til I shined
He sunspotted
A walking no flex zone like 2Chainz
Do it for the love and the women down to do things that


[Chorus]

Get high like its Friday and I ain't got no job
And I ain't got shit else to do baby
Whats up with you?
Tell me whats up with you? (which yo' fine ass)
We can fly like Alladin and Jasmine inside my magic carpet baby
Lets go where every you like
Whereever you like

[verse 2]

Yo ugly than a bitch but your bitch think I'm handsome
She like me and she want me, she much think I'm Chris Hansen
Shorty from the boondocks
All she where is boy shorts and tube socks
Roll backwoods and smoke to my shit
On the low she both of ours
I just let her stay at your crib
On some Redd shit
But try to Deebo
And get your main shorty repo'd
You be buggin' on her line all the time like she know
I hold the key to her soul
You just peepin' through the key hole
There the ego
Embrace the truth that you and me know
Fool colder than Emma Frost fucking Sub Zero
The young bull be raging on these beats like Jake La
Motta murder
Jesus couldn't save you even if he was a super hero
You can die in infitine ways
But you only live once
You can run infinite plays
Hope you never think punt
Yea the Skies Ain't Safe because I say so
And anytime I touch the stage
Promoters gonna pay mo', nigga

[Chorus]

I get high like its Friday and I ain't got no job
And I ain't got shit else to do baby
What about you? (Tell me whats up with you)
We can fly like Alladin and Jasmine inside my magic carpet baby
Lets go where every you like
Whereever you like

[outro]
Say the Skies Ain't Safe
No, no no no
Say the Skies Ain't Safe
No, no no no