7 Days
A-ha
Yeah, unh
You are now rockin' with the best
It's the B-A-double-L, straight from the BX
All I do is get dough, spit bars, impress
Man, it's nothin' to throw a couple bars for interest, now
I'm at the top of the food chain, you dudes lame
He move slow, don't pass Go, a fool's game
While I monopolize, this nigga supersize
For like a year now, he still been on the fries
Stuck on the block like a pic
Typ'a nigga prolly still walk around with a pick
Typ'a nigga fiend 'bout turning chicks in the pick (fuckin' dick)
Somebody give this nigga a point, he missin' it
Hit the club, play a wall like he dissin' it
While I scoop joints left and right
This nigga couldn't get a number if it saved his life
I'm feelin' like the man on these streets
Ain't nothin' to turn a good girl into a freak
On the creep, late night, this mackin' at his feet
Y'all dudes is seven days, in other words, weak
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, weak
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, weak
Voila, hit 'em with the style like ta-da
Shorties kissin' the ring and I'm not their godfather
But I feel like a boss, especially in the club
And they playin' Wiz, it's awesome
Lookin' 'round for a dub, so tell your man to get lost
Make that nigga fall back
Like you fuckin' used the force on his punk ass
With yo 'donk ass, make me wanna just jump fast
Take it to the hole, cross over then I dump fast
Smash just a little, 'cause you so vicious
Garnett make me look at Cheerios different
Far-fetched if you thinkin' you could stop me
Stop, B, cocky, I could fix a knocky
I got green but it ain't broccoli
My wrist mean but it ain't Rocky
Too many niggas say that shit
Next song that I hear it on, I won't play that shit
I'm feelin' like the man on these streets
Ain't nothin' to turn a good girl into a freak
On the creep, late night, this mackin' at his feet
Y'all dudes is seven days, in other words, weak
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, weak
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, weak
Ah, ah, ah, I do my thing
Ah, ah, ah, I do my thing
Ah, ah, ah, I do my thing
And all these other dudes is lame
(yo these niggas is wack)
Ah, ah, ah, I do my thing (I do it)
Ah, ah, ah, I do my thing (chya know)
Ah, ah, ah, I do my thing
And all these other dudes is lame
Shawty you should ride with a winner
America's Top Chef could be cookin' ya dinner (ha ha)
And I ain't tryna hate, aight
But tell yo dude you'll be late tonight, you got a date tonight
We goin' get ghost like a mug
I'ma show you why it feel like your boy is a scrub
Rub-a-dub-dub in the back of the tub
And after I'm done witchu, prolly fallin' in love
I'm feelin' like the man on these streets
Ain't nothin' to turn a good girl into a freak
On the creep, late night, this mackin' at his feet
Y'all dudes is seven days, in other words, weak
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, weak
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, weak
I'm feelin' like the man on these streets
Ain't nothin' to turn a good girl into a freak
On the creep, late night, this mackin' at his feet
Y'all dudes is seven days, in other words, weak
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, weak
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, weak
