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I met her Monday, now by Tuesday she's a stan
So shut up Marshall Math

I tell her come up in close, close the door, drop those panties to the floor
to your heart

Awh shit here we go again

[Intro: Tech N9ne]
When you met her
She was right so thick
Something better then a wife, no glitch
She
Now I'm A Toreador
I Am For Sure
I Kill Bulls By The Score
And Sometimes More
And When They Hear The Bell Ring
Inside The Bullring
The Bullocks
hands behind your back
You're under arrest for warrants
Go to court in Torrance Monday
Monday? It's Wednesday man! Or maybe Tuesday
(That's some bullshit)
blue shining on her lips
I still can taste that sweet Malibu on her
That wild in her eyes, laid me down by the water
That summer-night high tide
Pretties girl that I've seen in a long time
I  mean along time, damn she was so fine
Dancing with her girls by the speaker it was my time
I  was
for a dinner uh
She’s knows a spot we can eat by the river uh
She on the tv but she started as stripper uh
Every time we meet her lips get a bit bigger
on Monday
She dub her man that Tuesday 
We made love by Wednesday
And on Thursday & Friday & Saturday
We chilled on Sunday 
Met this girl on Monday
She dub
She was the flyest thing on the block
Long hair to the socks
When she walked by man everything stopped
The hustlers watched, they tore shots her way
but her foolish self to blame

Sally met him a Sunday monday, he was true
Now today is Tuesday, big round's through

Here comes Sally Fool
Head hangs
like you not gone drown swimming in the deep end
Aye met her on a monday got the pussy by the weekend
Why you post her like you love her and she cheating
it was on Monday
I know I met the hoe one way
I was coming off the subway
From hitting the train
When I met you like hitting a stain
Ya body look
Here comes a monday a monday without her
Here comes a thought, and of course its about her
Here comes a melody, it reminds me of how she is

Like
on Sunday (Sunday)
Had her trending by Monday (Monday)

She make it clap, clap, clap
She make it clap, clap, clap
She make it clap, clap, clap
She make
[BizMarkie]
I was sittin home, all alone
When I heard the ring, on my telephone
I picked it up, to see who could it be
This girl I just met, her
Cuz you be working like its Monday on a Tuesday
And when I try to say shit and then you say
Oh my God listen
I met a woman, uh, she from Buddha
carries the world
Between hello and goodbye
Like the Monday we met
That disappeared in a breath
Like the Sunday she left
Forever smellin' of death
carries the world
Between hello and goodbye
Like the Monday we met
That disappeared in a breath
Like the Sunday she left
Forever smellin' of death
May I say this while I got a couple on my hit list 
I leave the club 
With a full cup 
The bill already given
Monday her head frizzy but by Friday
cheese just like green bay
Do you know that my name on a parkway
I met yo bitch on a Monday
That pussy was wet like a mermaid
She ate my dick like a sundae
just end man this shit got me confused
In the game love I'm the only one who lose aye
This game played by fools aye
Bro pass me the d'usse
Met her
no cocaine
Lil shawty want my last name (Yea yuh)
Act like a nut get bussed ok ok
Met her on Monday didn't see Sunday cause the bih too treeshy

Was
to do
(Hey girl, tell me what to do)
Yeah, your mind's made up
So just tell me what to do

Met her on a Monday, you know what they say
It's too good to be
do this when I'm forty
Five foot three I call her shorty
Said she never met no man before me
But this hustle is temporary
I don't wanna do this when

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