[Intro: JL]
Man, it gotta be like Saturday or some shit
Feel too good
B. Hood
[Verse 1: JL]
Woke up feeling good had to thank God
Today gon' be a good day
Smile on my face that I can’t hide
Feelin' bad in a good way
Got a call from my nigga Tech N9ne
He said tell ‘em B. Hood Jay later
On the shindig is at the crib come by
Let’s get high
Let’s get drunk like the hood say
Butt naked bonin’ makin' breakfast in the kitchen [Zoo shit]
Buckets like I’m balling
Bitches beautiful
What part of "on the menu” didn’t hear you wouldn’t listen [Two Shit]
Work hard, play harder homie
Yes you should do what I'ma player on, pimp I’m playin' my position
Hit the bourbon and rip an irremovable nigga
I do not see any key in the ignition
Get the Caribou lou know when we do the usual
No bitches be thirsty
What is this Thursday?
Every day the blood run, busy doin' the dirty
Everything is glamorous, Ludacris and Fergie
Smokin' so much cannabis we forget, where were we?
Mama don’t worry, I’m in no hurry
Tell me I’m a king and every woman unworthy
But I swear to God they wouldn’t find a fuck if they searched me
Bitches couldn't get my number like they hung up my jersey
Sprite, lemon and Hennessy
Hump like a Wednesday
Pull up to the show and have ‘em all in a frenzy
Motherfuckers acting like they know like Mackenzie
But I cannot find your face in any place in my memory
What you want me to say man?
What was your name again?
Gave me your information, I forgot to savor that
Campaignin’ I’ve been kissing babies and shakin' hands
High on a low my nigga I did not take the stands
But wait a minute
Man, it gotta be like Saturday or some shit
Feel too good
B. Hood
[Verse 1: JL]
Woke up feeling good had to thank God
Today gon' be a good day
Smile on my face that I can’t hide
Feelin' bad in a good way
Got a call from my nigga Tech N9ne
He said tell ‘em B. Hood Jay later
On the shindig is at the crib come by
Let’s get high
Let’s get drunk like the hood say
Butt naked bonin’ makin' breakfast in the kitchen [Zoo shit]
Buckets like I’m balling
Bitches beautiful
What part of "on the menu” didn’t hear you wouldn’t listen [Two Shit]
Work hard, play harder homie
Yes you should do what I'ma player on, pimp I’m playin' my position
Hit the bourbon and rip an irremovable nigga
I do not see any key in the ignition
Get the Caribou lou know when we do the usual
No bitches be thirsty
What is this Thursday?
Every day the blood run, busy doin' the dirty
Everything is glamorous, Ludacris and Fergie
Smokin' so much cannabis we forget, where were we?
Mama don’t worry, I’m in no hurry
Tell me I’m a king and every woman unworthy
But I swear to God they wouldn’t find a fuck if they searched me
Bitches couldn't get my number like they hung up my jersey
Sprite, lemon and Hennessy
Hump like a Wednesday
Pull up to the show and have ‘em all in a frenzy
Motherfuckers acting like they know like Mackenzie
But I cannot find your face in any place in my memory
What you want me to say man?
What was your name again?
Gave me your information, I forgot to savor that
Campaignin’ I’ve been kissing babies and shakin' hands
High on a low my nigga I did not take the stands
But wait a minute
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