Tabletops ¡MursDay!
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[Intro: Murs]
¡MURSDAY!
Come on, Come on!
Get up, Get up!
Yeah, Yeah!
Jump, jump!
[Murs]
What up though, this ¡MURSDAY!
Know the game wanted this in the worst way
Like a nigga tryna fuck on the first date
From the West Coast that's my birth place
L.A., CA, all day I stay in Dodger blue and gray
Do It Big Keep It Strange
All day from the 8-1-6 to the M-I-A!
[Bernz]
I'm like ooohh eeee naturally
These muhfuckas all live in a fantasy
Schoolyard MC, no sympathy
I got a bone to pick with they faculty
They ain't a fan of me and my friends
Always bangin' beats on they bench
Wanna keep us under their lens 'till we burn like ants
'Cause we the chosen
¡MURSDAY!
Come on, Come on!
Get up, Get up!
Yeah, Yeah!
Jump, jump!
[Murs]
What up though, this ¡MURSDAY!
Know the game wanted this in the worst way
Like a nigga tryna fuck on the first date
From the West Coast that's my birth place
L.A., CA, all day I stay in Dodger blue and gray
Do It Big Keep It Strange
All day from the 8-1-6 to the M-I-A!
[Bernz]
I'm like ooohh eeee naturally
These muhfuckas all live in a fantasy
Schoolyard MC, no sympathy
I got a bone to pick with they faculty
They ain't a fan of me and my friends
Always bangin' beats on they bench
Wanna keep us under their lens 'till we burn like ants
'Cause we the chosen
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