Funky Friday - Russell Carroll
Lyrics by:David Orobosa Omoregie/Fraser Lance Thorneycroft Smith/Tyrell Demetrius Paul/Marvin William Bailey
Composed by:David Orobosa Omoregie/Fraser Lance Thorneycroft Smith/Tyrell Demetrius Paul/Marvin William Bailey
1-6
Game
At this age
How are them man still hatin'
My young boy in a different country
But he ain't ever been on vacation
One hand on a girl I'm datin'
One hand on the cash I'm makin'
We come through like Funky Friday
And have all of your mandem skatin'
I came in
550 on trainers
Island girl amazing
Could be Bajan Trini or Haitian
She got a bag with flowers
If the trainers match I'll take it
Me and bro just shut down Gucci
Had the whole of the shop floor waitin'
Who's that girl in the line
With the big behind that's looking all tempting
If her friend is a dead ting
Take one for the team with a bredrin
Two peng tings at the entrance
Want attention but a man can't lock them
She must think I'm a reverend
You ain't comin' here getting redemption
No way
At this age
How are them man still hatin'
My young boy in a different country
But he ain't ever been on vacation
One hand on a girl I'm datin'
One hand on the cash I'm makin'
We come through like Funky Friday
And have all of your mandem skatin'
I see dem man skatin' now
I'm talking about running their legs
My youngins in country
Plugging the Z
He can't even buck me
'Til nothing is left
I flooded my right
I flooded my left
I'm ducking your wife
I'm ducking the feds
The bell on the trap it's buzzin' again
But still I ain't trying to get busted by feds
Look man I ain't caught the bust in a sec
It's me and my rambo cutting through West
The way that I went in just flooded my neck
I'm shocked that I ain't gotta struggle for breath
With me and the missus be going on dates
She's holding the dipper
I'm holding her waist
Just see some pigs moving low in the mains
So I phone up my n***a and told him the plate
Tell a peng girl you can HMU