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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

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

Spit it out
Don't hide me nothing
Cause I know your type
On Monday you could rule the world
By Friday it's a lie
A false alarm
But somehow
Felt so

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 
pre hook:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

about it and link the homies
Wednesday
Anxiety got me all by my lonely
Thursday
Im calling yeah I'm calling
Friday
Im falling yeah I'm falling
Saturday
Im

by the door 
I kept waiting on a call
Ooh ooh Ooh....
I got the heartache blues...

Now you left me Stormy Monday
I'm so tried of your ass last

Metaverse it, microdose it, post it in a meme
The infodemic nightmare, the what-with, the who-where
Read it by gaslight, like, subscribe and share
And I

Mmmm mmm
Tiddies excite me
Might be
What do perfect tiddies look like?
Maybe this career suicide
You think that I lost my mind?
I think I'm doing

Till the second coming of Jesus Christ I go dey give them
Mo t’ajero from Monday till Friday jaiye ni weekend
I don’t need up to sixteen bars