Seven Days A Week Lyrics

by Infinite Starr

(Intro)
It's your trurly , starr falw
I see you be hood , true face

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(Chorus)
Sunday ,Sunday
Thankful for another day
Monday,Monday
Grinding like I'm underpaid
Tuesday,Tuesday
Gon' shopping with my true loving
Things got so much work up here like
Call it bitch, doom dog
Wednesday , Wednesday
All work and no play
Thursday,Thursday
Fucking like it's hump day
Friday,Friday
The feeling's so amazing
Saturday I hit the club
Gon' help like I'm on lunch break
Break

(Verse)
Cold running and them out plays
Grab me some black things
You got like your snake thing
Seeing clear, not sayin' mean
My closet clean or dry clean
Sundays I'm day dreamin'
'Bout getting a mig and I'm tasting
Some days I'm racing
Keep coming back 'til I make it
From the side in one six o' quart
Top it up a tear, it's danking
Pockets on, big faces
Better cracker I'm cranking
Send a mes' to their white beast
Tell them don't get complexing
Say it to my face then
Tell me to my face then
Some days of week
Y'all niggers be on the same shit
Working like containments
You fucking ignorants
Step it between me and my dream
That Brooklyn you face lift
Back to the basic ,cry so evasive
24/7 ,hey man now he wasted
God damn it impatient
Your life would be stone say shit
24/7 ,hey man now he wasted
God damn it impatient
Your life would be stone say shit
24 South ,I'mma show you how to blaze it

(Chorus)
Sunday ,Sunday
Thankful for another day
Monday,Monday
Grinding like I'm underpaid
Tuesday,Tuesday
Gon' shopping with my true loving
Things got so much work up here like
Call it bitch, doom dog
Wednesday , Wednesday
All work and no play
Thursday,Thursday
Fucking like it's hump day
Friday,Friday
The feeling's so amazing
Saturday I hit the club
Gon' help like I'm on lunch break
Break

(Verse)
Pro one to them doobies
One seat is my toolie
Just ot kill I'm Gotye
Real bitch Salome
You pussy niggers can't fool me
Slap the shit I own your ass
Your first thought is , "sue me"
Hit the bitch with her dog bone
Say you came like a rhyno
Life and fame has comeback
Life and death is prime talk
Cryin' so imaginily
Pound of weed I'm baging it
Swagger tooth so fresh the devil
Don't sign language ain't cashing it
Mississippi, what's happenin'
ATL I'm back again
I stay serving them CD's
Them fans think I'm travogen
A hot club bitch I'm mad
On the stage 'cause they pay me
I wouldn't buy a barber
Ain't buy these bottles have me
Try to fuck in the crusader
Only way with the pussy eater
Seven days a week
I'm back and beat bitch
Meat clever,you just hot I've been fever
Get off my pockets you leaf eater
You'll never be shitty
Buying ticket at your twitters twitter

(Chorus)
Sunday ,Sunday
Thankful for another day
Monday,Monday
Grinding like I'm underpay
Tuesday,Tuesday
Gon' shopping with my tru loving
Think got so much work up here like
Call it bitch, doom dog
Wednesday , Wednesday
All work and no play
Thursday,Thursday
Fucking like it's hump day
Friday,Friday
The feeling's so amazing
Saturday I hit the club
Gon' help like I'm on lunch break
Break