CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Fridays

Aye, yuh, aye, aye, yuh
We got Hectors on the table, b*t*h
Uh, yuh, aye
Shout out Matrix!
Aye, aye, oh
Shout out Matrix!
Yuh, aye, yuh, yuh, yuh

On Fridays, I f**k on your b*t*h, (Ou)
On Saturdays, I f**k on your ex, (Yuh)
On Fridays, I pop percoset, (Uh)
On Mondays, I'm poppin' on X, (Ou)
On Fridays, I f**k on your b*t*h, (Ou)
On Saturdays, I f**k on your ex, (Yuh)
Fridays, I pop percoset, (Yuh)
On Mondays, I'm poppin' on X, (Ou)

Foreign b*t*hes, fast cars
Bust a choppa, off a bar
Smoke a b*t*h, like a cigar
I'm so high, talkin' to stars
200, on the dash, on the freeway, (Ou)
Called her up, I said, "B*t*h, let's have a threeway, (Ou)
Smoke a b*t*h, my choppa is the ashtray, (Ou)
To hell, my f**kin' Glock is your pathway, (Ou)
I could f**k on foreign b*t*hes all day, (Ou)
But ain't no day as good as f**kin' Friday, (Ou)
Pay attention, to my payroll, (Yuh)
Where you runnin', b*t*h, that ain't the way home, (Yuh)
Step back, 'cause my choppa stay close, (Yuh)
On Fridays, I'm smokin' on like eight bowls, (Ou)