Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday We got them bricks, bitch, work that strip If your nigga gon' trip then we let 'em spray Where do I go? Where do I go? Where do I go? Where do I go?
Ten toes in the ground, we don't wait around Fatts got him off the hound, get him outta town When I take them out they don't make a sound(?) Cause they know if we don't like the price you take 'em down That's cold game, nah that's young killer Cold Chain No witness, that's no names, colder than this four ranks(?) Lookin' like Popovich, she popped the pussy before I popped the Cris Walk on water when I'm off this shit I got an ice pack that should've bought the wrist Brick Flaire, Flex PAC, Trish Stratus with the chest shots Low pops in the headlock, the pebbles make your bed rock (?) That Five.Six.Deuce, said he where the skinny niggas ride Semi for your pride, Thug Life (?) Got that chicken noodle soup with the Henney on the side, pussies
[Hook x1] Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday We got them bricks, bitch, work that strip, if your nigga gon' trip then we let them spray Where do I go? Where do I go? Where do I go? Where do I go?