It's friday
I'm fucked up
And if you feel the same
Put your cups up
All my bad bitches
Put your hands up
And all you ugly bitches
Shut the fuck up.
Shut the fuck up
And all you ugly bitches
Shut the fuck up.
Ridin that camaro
All my bitches yolo
Smoking on that Robert
Gettin' that De Niro
Keep the hoes in the back
6-4 up and down
Keep that juice box wet watch your boyfriend down
Hey look i'm ridin' round in your city
Bad bitches with me
King of diamonds Mondays, hundreds, fifties
Ass
Titties
Hold up wait
And if you want this cake
Take that shit to the face
It's friday
I'm fucked up
And if you feel the same
Put your cups up
All my bad bitches
Put your hands up
And all you ugly bitches
Shut the fuck up.
Shut the fuck up
And all you ugly bitches
Shut the fuck up.
Shut the fuck up
And all you ugly bitches
Shut the fuck up.
It's friday
I'm fucked up
And your boyfriend is on my nut
Lookin cause he wanna taste
Any sample man he want my flave
Na, na, na ain't get none of this
Homie ain't trying to bite then he get dissed
Homie get dissed though
Nigga on my shit though
It's friday
I'm fucked up
And if you feel the same
Put your cups up
All my bad bitches
Put your hands up
And all ugly bitches
Shut the fuck up.
Shut the fuck up
And all you ugly bitches
Shut the fuck up.
Shut the fuck up
And all you ugly bitches
Shut the fuck up.
Yeah look and if you got a fat ass make that shit work
Drop that shit low girl make that shit twerk
Pick that shit up put it in reverse
And i'ma kill that shit put that pussy in a hearse
Put that pussy in a hearse put that pussy in a hearse
Put that pussy in a hearse put that pussy in a hearse
Put that pussy in a hearse put that pussy in a hearse
It's friday
I'm fucked up
And if you feel the same
Put your cups up
All my bad bitches
Put your hands up
And all ugly bitches
Shut the fuck up.
Shut the fuck up
And all you ugly bitches
Shut the fuck up.
Shut the fuck up
And all you ugly bitches
Shut the fuck up.
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Lyrics submitted by John Doe.