Funky Friday

歌詞

At this age, how are them man still hating? My young boy in a different country But he ain't ever been on vacation One hand on the girl I'm dating One hand on the cash I'm making We come through like Funky Friday And have all of your mandem skating I came in, 550 on trainers Island girl amazing, could be Bajan, Trini or Haitian She, got a bag with flowers If the trainers match I'll take it Me and bro just shut down Gucci Had the whole of the shop floor waitin' Who's that girl in the line With the big behind that's looking all tempting? If, her friend is a dead ting Take one for the team with a bredrin Two, peng tings at the entrance Want attention but a man can't let them She, must think I'm a reverend You ain't comin' here getting redemption, no way At this age, how are them man still hating? My young boy in a different country But he ain't ever been on vacation One hand on the girl I'm dating One hand on the cash I'm making We come through like Funky Friday And have all of your mandem skating I see dem man skatin' now, I'm talking about running their legs My youngens in country plugging the Z He can't even buck me till nothing is left I flooded my right, I flooded my left I'm ducking your wife, I'm ducking the feds The bell on the trap, it's buzzin' again But still I ain't trying to get busted by feds Look, man, I ain't caught the bus in a sec' It's me and my rambo cuttin' through West The way that I went and just flooded my neck I'm shocked that I ain't gotta struggle for breath With me and the missus be going on dates She's holding the dipper, I'm holding her waist Just see some pigs moving low in the mains So I phone up my nigga and told him the plate Tell a peng girl you can HMU I don't wanna cuddle and H-U-G And I'm still shopping in HMV For all of my niggas in HMP Heard you got a girl going DMU If I DM'd you would she DM me? Young black brudda I'm a stylish g Man I put the IC in IC3 They tell me I'm gifted in rap Nothing was nice, used to live in the trap Now if I go ask that chick for her snap I can bet money she's giving me that I'm always in Harrods, I'm filling the bag Them niggas ain't winners, them niggas are mad Gyal at my vids and them bitches are bad They get picked in the foreigns and ditched in the cab Game At this age, how are them man still hating? My young boy in a different country But he ain't ever been on vacation One hand on the girl I'm dating One hand on the cash I'm making We come through like Funky Friday And have all of your mandem skating