[Verse 1:] This one is for the boys with the boomin' system Top down, AC with the coolin' system When he come up in the club, he be blazin' up Got stacks
These girls fall like dominoes, dominoes These girls fall like dominoes, d-d-dominoes These girls fall like dominoes, dominoes These girls fall like dominoes
I came to win, to fight, to conquer, to thrive I came to win, to survive, to prosper, to rise To fly, to fly I wish today it will rain all day Maybe
the back seat Gotta make my mind up Which seat can I take? It's Friday, Friday Gotta get down on Friday Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend, weekend Friday, Friday Gettin' down on Friday
Yo, I could've been had fame Jump shot with a stupid ass aim 'Cause you couldn't get around the last name So my crossover wins the last game And it's
THE FUCK UP! Who the fuck want war? Fed-Ex beef straight to your front door. It'll be a murder scene, I'm turning Pink Friday to Friday the 13th.(Ch
Slow is the memory I can picture her standin' right in front of me Orange blossoms crushed on concrete I walk around with bare feet, 'cuz I know you want
I fly with the stars in the skies I am no longer tryin' to survive I believe that life is a prize But to live doesn't mean you're alive Don't worry about
[J. Cole - Chorus] Hey, one time hey, one time one time throw your hands to the sky tonight cause I think I see the baddest lil thing in the World right
S-s-step up in the party like my name was Bad Bitch All these haters mad because I'm so established They know I'm a beast, yeah, I'm a fucking fab bitch
hey its Nicki rolling on a 6 speed if your ready come with me all you need is weed hey yo its pink Friday pull up my skirt and find a pink pantie
I am not Jasmine, I am Aladdin So far ahead, these bums is laggin' See me in that new thing, bums is gaggin' I'm startin' to feel like a dungeon dragon
It was back in '07, did a couple of tapes Did a couple DVD's, made a couple mistakes Didn't know what I was doin', but I put on a cape Now it's which
Shawty, I'ma only tell you this once, you the illest And for your lovin' I'ma Die Hard like Bruce Willis You got spark, you, you got spunk You, you got
maybe you died 'cuz everybody ask me where you at i try to channel you in hopes that i could steal you back but it's like every intersection we just
Shitted on 'em, man I just shitted on 'em Shitted on 'em, p-p-put yo' number twos in the air if you did it on 'em Shitted on 'em, man I just shitted on
bad bitches on the pole dancin' Gucci bag just to put the coke cans in (Hey, yo, Anna, hey yo Anna Wintour) (I'ma need that cover baby girl, it's Pink Friday
You see right through me How do you do that shit? How do you do that shit? How do you do that shit? How do you? How do you? How do you? How do you?
