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Monday
Brian Simba
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I woke up in the morning on it, feelin' like I'm shit, I know I shoulda had a whiskey on the double Better had a bop about a naked wreckage, watch you pretty women's pussies poppin' like a bubble Then I bustin' up, I'm tryna get it to a head, it's 33 degrees, so I don't wanna cuddle But last night I was chasin' on the window, chasin' on my bopper, so you blame it on the bottle? Shit, talkin' bout life, let's rap, but the rap finna leave legs and the doors open Talkin' bout I would never brag, but the buzz hit, and the glam, if your boy postin' Last time, I won't ask me what I wanna do, cause the dude soon hit a mid-twenties I just wanna own a TV, get a Miss TZ, like my nickname, Manky Wanna fuck the world, but the bitch ain't bendin' Wanna do a show, but my shit ain't trendin' Wanna mix more key suave with the English, but I still feel that shit ain't blendin' Even when I'm wrong, that shit keep bangin' Even when I'm wrong, that shit keep bangin' Damn, power went off, like right now, come a Chief Keef, that shit needs bendin' Monday on a holiday is a fun day, come a Sunday, blood day, one way to the sky So the born gay, born biff, finna give one less cake when your surname in your car Fucked up, off to the beach, good air to a drunk face, addin' more flame to the fire Man, fuck that shit, I don't even wanna finish this
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