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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pryce Watkins
Pryce Watkins
Performer
Justin Taylor
Justin Taylor
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Pryce Watkins
Pryce Watkins
Songwriter
Justin Taylor
Justin Taylor
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Seyven Jones
Seyven Jones
Engineer

Lyrics

Yea Aye, aye turn the gain up Yea, ya, ya It's a whole mood Niggas can't even get this groovy Man let's call this shit groove Ya, Ya She said don't come in today it's slow She almost fired me she said you fuckin' up I only really came back for my bros Well at least I didn't loaf Sleep with one eye open, she want one night only Seen your face before Fashion week in New York Let's get back to work Who want a shirt, first come first serve Need it like A$AP Ferg, need it like A$AP Ant Rip Yams, hit her with a yes ma'm Dreamed about a Lamb, hashtag I'm the man Hashtag girl you better bring yo pretty ass friends I gotta tap that, she got that clap back I need that yea, yea Feeling' good feeling great Man the sun is really shining out today, aye And I swear it is a Friday direct deposit it just hit the bank, yea Yea, blow my check on a floor seat Niggas can't ball they the worse seed Engine got hella horse's, car fly by like light speed I'm on yo ass did you go to class today Got alumni on me she from 95' I know she wanna ride up on my side I told her we not on that type of time She proceed to block me will be fine Said I got that spark I got that fire Told em' we gone make it through the wire All them niggas hating tell them boys be quiet Feeling' good feeling great Man the sun is really shining out today, aye And I swear it is a Friday direct deposit it just hit the bank, yea Yea, blow my check on a floor seat Niggas can't ball they the worse seed Engine got hella horse's See me in person I might speak
Writer(s): Justin Taylor, Pryce Watkins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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