Lyrics:
Saturday, it's a Saturday
Back once more with the wallop in the score
Must I ride and rip, should I make you rock your hip
Reviver of a roller-boogie in
Saturday, it's a Saturday
Back once more with the wallop in the score
Must I ride and rip, should I make you rock your hip
Reviver of a roller-boogie in
Monday had a sad child
Always feeling low down
Tuesday had a dream child
She's always on the go
So I'm in love with Saturday's child
Every
on
I wouldn't call it love but it damn sure strong
It ain't about doin' dirt or living like a flirt
But what they don't know don't hurt
Me and Mrs. Jones
Jones
The very first time I met her I
Saw her from across the room
And instantly we both became consumed by the thought
Of she and I being together
Who that is? Boy, that's Mr. Stan on business
Any nigga wanna play, I swear to God he end up missin.
Broad day we hit his face, that lil' boy got
So what the fuck gotta say
Fuck Mr. Clynch coming' straight from the playground
Lil whore got it bad cause I'm brown
And not the other color so Chase
It’s Mr Young Roqit
Volume on thirty
Every time that I slide through
Bitch made
Look away
every time that I eye you
Hunnid hounds
Ready to bark
Mr. Rosenberg
No, I ain't no fuckin' dummy
Bitch, I'm Mr. Rosenberg
Mr. Rosenberg
Call me Mr. Rosenberg
Made fun of my last name 'til the cash came, Mr
on Friday
But on Saturday, Saturday, Saturday
We paint the town
(Feelin' great)
Life moves slow on the ocean floor
(Feelin' great)
I can't feel
killers, every gang with me lil nigga
War time, shooters that's four-nine
Put a murder on bro that's more time
Up mine, I'ma shoot thirty four time
on my hip we live the three way
But I know we are still on the hunt
Every night is a Saturday night
Every night is a Saturday night
Every night is
. One-You're-Gonna-Want-On-A-Saturday-Night
When you're lonely, lying in the dark
I'm the number that you know by broken heart
No, I ain't Mr. Right, I'm Mr. Right-Now
The one all
for you all my life"
Mr. "Every single day until the end, I will be by your side"
But that was when I got to know Mr. "Change of heart"
Mr. "Leaves
I hit the trap today, I'm gon' hit the club tonight, yeah
Treat every night like it's Saturday night, like it's Saturday night, yeah
I sat in
California but I'm on every corna
Krs fredwreck
Never say we neva warned ya
Conscious lyrics its time for a lil bit
Ya hear how I'm spittin it
No one is
ain lying
How’d you get so damn sexy?
Wait ask me that one mo time
Sexy Saturday’s every week
Best believe I’m always on time
You can try this shit too
a lonely feeling for him being so superior
What's the time, Mr Wolf?
What's the time, Mr Wolf?
What's the time, Mr Wolf?
12 o' clock, 1 o'clock
What's
I be dressed like I'm homeless
But it's probably a weird Saturday
Clouds lookin like the sun, damn
But it's probably a weird Saturday
People jumpin
dicking these ho's I like it nasty
And I'm intercept on the bish can't put it pass me
Every beat I'm chevron Techron I be gassin
They thinking lil Wayne
issue
MRS bLACKITT: What d'you mean?
MR bLACKITT: I could, if I wanted
Have sexual intercourse with you
MRS bLACKITT: Oh, yes, Harry
MR bLACKITT: and
By
It To Me Rough
Mr please, Drop Me At My Job
Mr please, I Need A Hundred Dollars To Borrow
Mr please, Can I Use Your Car
If any man can do all this
He
you been cursed by the spell (Aye)
Added one more now you on my list, fuck twelve I always be doing my bitch yah
Uh (Aye)
Yea uh uh
Yea uh uh
Always
Guy
This is like my new way to live my life by
They say they miss the nice guy but there's no more Mr. Nice Guy
On the real, I done had enough of people
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