Friday

Plenty lingerie on my dresser

New fine woman in my sweatshirt

I been sippin' all day tryna get less hurt

Girls treating me like they're my blesser

High-beam, 7:27 on the highway

Bitch, Imma deliver like a kilo in Taipei

I thought this shit was gonna be a Friday

Bitch I'm Ice Cube

20 odd days in the morning flood right back

I had to get a new phone and slide

I was on a mission, can't afford to cut right back

I seen the shit and I was mortified

You apologized, you were falling, came right back

You tryna see me at the club tonight

I was too mean was the story, fuck my life

I don't wanna be a whore tonight

No lingerie on my dresser

You getting your bag, you a finesser

I been sippin' all day tryna get less hurt

The girls treating me like they're my blesser

Tight jeans, no tank, stopping on the highway

We party on the road tryna fly away

Chris Tucker, Ice Cube, thought this was a Friday

Too much time

Got a lot going on, she singing that same old song

"When do i get mine?"

Feel good living wrong

You might just get your own song when you bend that spine

Tell me

Tell me its mine

Tell me

Tell me its mine

Tell me

Everybody lie but if you do it right ima give you this night

Give you that six feet deep

I can make you one with my sheets

Sing for me baby ima put it on repeat

Feel it in your feet

Fucking right you bad you look better on your knees

Fucking right you bad you look better off with me

Don't get too comfortable i live at sea

I got some real ones and they're down for me

20 odd days in the morning flood right back

I had to get a new phone and slide

I was on a mission, can't afford to cut right back

I seen the shit and I was mortified

You apologized, you were falling, came right back

You tryna see me at the club tonight

I was too mean was the story, fuck my life

I don't wanna be your whore tonight