Wiz Khalifa, Young Deji - All Week lyrics

[Wiz Khalifa, Young Deji - All Week lyrics]

You might not have the sun
But you always gon' have the pimpin'

Ooh, ooh sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday
Thursday, friday, saturday
Sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday
Thursday, friday, saturday, look
(Haha, haha)
Sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday
Thursday, friday, saturday
Sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday
(Okay) , friday, saturday, look

It's saturday
Pulled that thing out the garage
Hold it down, do your thing, you're in charge
Nothing's free, make 'em pay
What's the charge?
See the wheels, see the paint, what it cost?
Can't fuck with a square bitch
She a boss one
See them piercings when she take her top off
Sixty-one rag top, got her ridin' shot gun
Got a couple girlfriends
Told her tell 'em to come
If they want to, we could all play
Chill in my hot tub, if you want to
You can stay
Came one time, that's just a taste
(Haha, haha)
If you want more, you gotta wait
Prove it to me
You look good by yourself but look
Better when you're movin' with me
Take them shots 'til the bottle empty
(Haha, haha)
Let's this money, girl don't tempt me

Ooh, ooh sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday
Thursday, friday, saturday
Sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday
Thursday, friday, saturday, look
(Haha, haha)
Sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday
Thursday, friday, saturday
Sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday
(Haha, haha) , friday, saturday, look

I can't show no love, if she don't show up
With a purse full of cheese from a chump
I'm a king, so my feet stay put up
Big kush in my joints
(Haha, haha) , so she know what's up
Stay on mine, on my game, never fold up
Just broke on a new bitch, she a cold one
Nigga that ain't yours, you get what you saw
(Haha, haha)
You ain't a real nigga, you a fuckin' troll
I got a grip on the game, no remote control
No room in my pockets 'cause
Both of 'em swole
Peel two bitches, both of 'em chose
(Haha, haha) money make the world go 'round
How it's 'posed to go
Can't turn into your girl
If she supposed to hoe
Bitch knew she's with a boss
Soon as she close the door (Haha, haha)

Ooh, ooh sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday
Thursday, friday, saturday
Sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday
Thursday, friday, saturday, look
(Haha, haha)
Sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday
Thursday, friday, saturday
Sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday
(Haha, haha) , friday, saturday, look

His final game, all he did
Was score sixty points, on fifty shots
Even if, he was gonna get his points
He was gonna get his shots
That's the most points in NBA history by a
Player in his final regular season game
Of course Jack Nicholson's there
Kobe also became the oldest
Player to score 60
In a game by some five years
And left with these words

What can I say? Mamba out

Ooh, ooh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh
(Haha, haha) we get high (Haha, haha)
Ooh, ooh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, ooh ooh, ooh ooh
(Haha, haha) we get high (Haha, haha)
We get high (Haha, haha)
We get high (Haha, haha)

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