Funky Friday

(1-6)

(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

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 temptin'?

If her friend is a dead ting

Take one for the team with the 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 them man skating now

I'm talkin' bout runnin' their legs

My youngins in country plugging the zed

He can't even buck me till nothin' 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 is buzzin' again

But still I ain't tryna 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

When me and the Mrs be going on dates

She's holding the dipper, I'm holding her waist

Just seen some pigs moving low on the main

So I phoned up my **** and told him the plate

Tell a peng girl you can H-M-U

I don't wanna cuddle and H-U-G

And I'm still shopping in HMV

For all of my **** 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 icy in I-C-3

They tell me I'm gifted in rap

Nothin' was nice, used to live in the trap

Now if I go ask that chick for her Snap

I could bet money she's giving me that

I'm always in Harrods, I'm filling the bag

Them **** ain't winners, them **** are mad

Gyal at my vid and them bitches are bad

They get picked in the foreigns, and ditched in a 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 a 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