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Monday
Count all the teeth in my head
Tuesday
Anointed by a man in a dress
It's more than just a question of time
It's more a question of
Reason

crack another dumb joke to hear you laugh again
Is it Monday or Wednesday or Friday?
I lose track when I’ve got you beside me
Is it twilight or daylight

One day, you'll find her
Two days and you love her
Today nothing has gone away
It's Monday or Friday
One
One day at the time
There's no rush
There's

a Scorpio and she got nasty like me
My love I let it go I gave it to my Aries
Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday
All these bitches love

Today is Monday and a week has passed 
Last I heard we had plans too bad
Now it’s Tuesday i still haven’t heard a word from you
By Wednesday I know

givenchy
And,
She being romantic 

She must be from France 
By the way she speaking
Excusez-moi madame
I think that I must like you 

Je m'appelle
Frank

Have been chilling on Monday
Tuesday we working 
Wednesday we get paid 
Thursday we flex gees
Friday we clubing,Chilling we stressing 
Saturday we home

Ain't no biggie, Link up Jiggy bring the zoes out
Coupe look like an autobot it's bout to roll out
I'm on a wave yeah
All day yeah
Cartiers in case I

in a circle
Life moving fast can't reverse though
It could be worse though
Monday through Tuesday
Then Friday
Keep your head up
Cry you can't do it

soul
Like innocent souls taken by your right
Doing nothing thinking we gonna lock up for this
Uh
You wrong if you think we don't have the right
Uh
We

the planet not the country
Madiba in the air on a Sunday
Know we'll make it back on a Monday

Then I go off till Friday
'Cause I'm aways working
Saturday I'm

and near
what a pretty miss pon Monday
never know seh mi would luv yuh by Tuesday
and we can kick it on Wednesday, and Thursday and Friday 
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Friday morning
Block the sun out of my face and rub my eyes Fake a smile comb my hair that's my disguise Once again I'll play pretend like i'm

The train pulls out
From Monday to Friday
They silently shout

Tell me now where do dead men go
When they want to save their souls
But you can’t go no-where

Monday
And Saturday after Friday 
E no matter which come first, last last 
we all be part of the contest 

CHORUS
God's time

VERSE 2 (Cash V)
My mama tell

like one
'Cause your brain can only think about the waiting loaded gun
But your friends are all still here, so pretend you're having fun
All your friends

It’s Friday night and we are young and alone
The hum of dread likes to linger
Blue and white bags align in somebody’s home
The curtain falls

a Scorpio and she got nasty like me
My love I let it go I gave it to my Aries
Sunday Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday
All these bitches love

that my project's due now, not next Friday
Distracted by snap chats of friends getting high and
Wishing I knew
What the hell I could do
With a 5-second

for you, to invite me over
You try to act like you're not think of her
All want is your peace of mind
Then you go under
Start making me wonder
If we'll

like holiday
Thank God it's Friday
But my favourite day omo na Monday
And I wish
Make I turn politician, ahn
Make I go television
Make I say fellow

Go in on a Friday can't be sitting there till Monday(Aye)
Get a OR bond and they be looking at you funny
Plug won't put you on now you out here looking

I was down & out
Thursday, I can't talk about
Friday, always goes by slow
Now its the weekend
Here we go
Erotic weekend
Don't dream of dreaming
This

Wondering if she should Face-time me, text or sext me all night
She got way too many things on her mind
Monday thru Friday 9-5 ain’t right
Shawty just want