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Drunken Masters - Everyday Thursday Lyrics



Drunken Masters - Everyday Thursday Lyrics




[ Featuring $erious Klein ]

All your buzz, yea i did that on my first day
Imma celebrate, like everyday's Thursday
Might gon' slap you in the face, make sure you heard me
I am the guy, call the shots, stephen curry

Capo bebe,
Don't dare young nigga
I be who, don't you try,
I rick flaire you nigga
Kiss the pinky
Shut your mouth
How you talking to your daddy
16 years, the boy too bad
And now the world finally ready
Uhh tripple 5 ever nigga still up in bitch
Uhh ask your baby momma
Uhh I am that cocaine that she's sniffing
Uhh what the f*ck is up
I might just pull civic
Throw these Benji's in your face
Cause I am dolo on these digits

All your buzz, yea i did that on my first day
Imma celebrate, like everyday's Thursday
Might gon' slap you in the face, make sure you heard me
I am the guy, call the shots, stephen curry

I roll the dice, I make it twice
First stack then double up
That's enterprise,
That's merchandise
I still don't give a f*ck
I know a lotta niggas
Turning slaves these days
And selling ass for a deal
Guess that's taste these days
They can't hurt him, they can't curve him
I make all these suckers heard it
Had a chit chat, name was future
And I swear that she looks perfect
Only slaps, I make em dizzy
I am the reason why it's murky
I am the king , f*ck a season
All your favorite rappers serve me

All your buzz, yea i did that on my first day
Imma celebrate, like everyday's Thursday
Might gon' slap you in the face, make sure you heard me
I am the guy, call the shots, stephen curry
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All your buzz, yea i did that on my first day
Imma celebrate, like everyday's Thursday
Might gon' slap you in the face, make sure you heard me
I am the guy, call the shots, stephen curry

Capo bebe,
Don't dare young nigga
I be who, don't you try,
I rick flaire you nigga
Kiss the pinky
Shut your mouth
How you talking to your daddy
16 years, the boy too bad
And now the world finally ready
Uhh tripple 5 ever nigga still up in bitch
Uhh ask your baby momma
Uhh I am that cocaine that she's sniffing
Uhh what the f*ck is up
I might just pull civic
Throw these Benji's in your face
Cause I am dolo on these digits

All your buzz, yea i did that on my first day
Imma celebrate, like everyday's Thursday
Might gon' slap you in the face, make sure you heard me
I am the guy, call the shots, stephen curry

I roll the dice, I make it twice
First stack then double up
That's enterprise,
That's merchandise
I still don't give a f*ck
I know a lotta niggas
Turning slaves these days
And selling ass for a deal
Guess that's taste these days
They can't hurt him, they can't curve him
I make all these suckers heard it
Had a chit chat, name was future
And I swear that she looks perfect
Only slaps, I make em dizzy
I am the reason why it's murky
I am the king , f*ck a season
All your favorite rappers serve me

All your buzz, yea i did that on my first day
Imma celebrate, like everyday's Thursday
Might gon' slap you in the face, make sure you heard me
I am the guy, call the shots, stephen curry
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Writer: Christopher Rabai, Johannes Gehring, Kelvin Boakye, Niklas Koellner
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




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