Lyrics:
that's gone have to do for now
Oh let's go my weekend's here I hope it goes by slow
Change clothes then hit the door Im gone til monday shows
Oh yea my
the dream big
I was living by the side watching kids that are rich ridding bike ,shinning teeth but I never had shit
I got water in my eyes, reminiscing and I
(Ooh, that's wavy, sir)
I'm okay
Good morning
Yeah
(Hey, yo)
I'm doing good on a Sunday
Back on my bullshit Monday
Dressed to impress, no runway
Life
I got plans
Monday night
Call up Stanz
He like "aight"
You just a fan
Right right
Right right
You just a fan
Right right
Right
I got plans
Monday
Ooh yeah, oooh yeahhh,
Ace hood, Konvict Music,
I know they want us to stop,
But we immune to lose it,
Hey,
Hey,
[Chorus:]
I can't stop gettin this
It's a big job just gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
But I've been a working man dang near all of my life
I'll keep on workin' long as my two
here
Reefers and vino, rest cures, religion and pills, and I'm here
Been called a 'Pinko', commie tool, got through it stinko by my pool
I should've
here
Reefers and vino, rest cures, religion and pills, and I'm here
Been called a 'Pinko', commie tool, got through it stinko by my pool
I should've
Ridin' on the City of New Orleans Illinois Central Monday morning rail
15 cars and 15 restless riders 3 conductors and 24 sacks of mail
All along
like I'm on it, Commodore Sunday
Waited for Tuesday, for a manic Monday
When I woke Wednesday, persons was grounding
Don't know the whereabouts, can't
a Sunday
Tell your mama
That you really intend to find some work by Monday, yes
No blues
Hand me my dancing shoes
Play any song you choose
See every
Hey God, I didn't go to church on Sunday
And I don't feel guilty
I will pray in so many ways
When I go to work on Monday
Hey God, I went out to feed
I'll have to say goodbye
And girl you got me high
So that by Monday
I'll be dizzy, dizzy, dizzy for your love
Dizzy for your touch, dizzy for your
wave say hey and stare
Cause my Chevy wheels (bigger than the ferris at the fair)
They shinin brighter than the sun I wash 'em from Monday to Sunday
I
niggas fooled me twice yhh
And I say fuck you all merhn
Get the GUAP on Monday
Called your Bitch on Tuesday
Fucked her till she cum hey
Thought you was
lying
I'm dying I'm finally over you
Hey baby I'll always sex you
Baby baby I'll always drug you
Yeah baby I'll always rock you
No matter what I'll always
Hey baby girl how you living?
You still spending all of that time of yours pretending?
Still mixing in with that crowd of people with no vision
Hey
Anybody here welcome to stay
All the girls invited came to play
But it's late so
When is everybody going home?
I just wanna to be alone
Close
friends without you
Listen as my rockets crash and burn
Hey there Ladybird, don't you fly away or walk on by
Hey there Ladybird, landing on my shoulder,
everywhere
I thought I didn't care
Now I'm saying a prayer
Hey mister, do you know the way
To salvation square?
It's a long long winter 'til the birds
the queen will still reign here,
I'm Santa Clause to these hoes without a reindeer
Saint Nick, Ross, hey Rick, I just got a toy, cost 850
Now I'm in
by the way you're gonna kill them
Won't you come and be my mandem
Hey
Won't you come and be my mandem
Hey
Dude, you need to stop the record
motherfuckin' Melrose (bitch)
Hollywood ain't no motherfuckin' Hollygrove
They could find your ass Monday in your Friday clothes (hey)
Or they could find your
get down like that
As long as the record still spinnin'
In the club I'm chillin'
Surrounded by pretty women
Money fallin' from the ceilin'
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