| We been shinin' bright
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| Diamonds hittin' like dynamites
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| And if that Sprite’s too clean
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| You know that’s ain’t my kinda of Sprite
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| Two bitches, one me
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| I’m tryna have that kind of night
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| I left from Wayne’s too early
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| I’ma be back later on Friday night
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| I’ma get that money by Friday night
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| Paycheck came early, I’ma get it by Friday night
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| Booked a full year, I ain’t had an off Friday night
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| Backhands and weed my nigga and Friday night
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| Ok, now Friday, they had the fuel, they order weed
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| She said I’m childish
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| Every time I get caught cheating
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| She keep it private
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| And she don’t tell nobody my secrets
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| And I pray by Friday
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| I hope that paints her down to hit
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| Forget about it
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| Baby girl don’t hold that over my head
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| Take a look at my watch
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| I done fell in love with the bread
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| I don’t need no stylist
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| I put this shit on with no help
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| Big old gun, don’t need no belt
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| Dap you up, don’t do no love
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| I ain’t tripping 'bout nothing either
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| I ain’t worried 'bout nothing either
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| I’m a big ol' dog, had another litter
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| And we don’t talk with niggas playin' in the middle
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| And we gon' make sure the fan is straight
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| And we gon' keep the something in the safe
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| And we gon' put the money up, baby
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| And we ain’t never worried about a hater
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| We been shinin' bright
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| Diamonds hittin' like dynamites
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| And if that Sprite’s too clean
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| You know that’s ain’t my kinda of Sprite
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| Two bitches, one me
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| I’m tryna have that kind of night
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| I left from Wayne’s too early
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| I’ma be back later on Friday night
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| I’ma get that money by Friday night
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| Paycheck came early, I’ma get it by Friday night
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| Booked a full year, I ain’t had an off Friday night
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| Backhands and weed my nigga and Friday night |