Mike Voss - Last Week (feat. Shiq Bey)

Yeah
We surfin' north wave, nigga
Just last week
I had to flip from a zip to P
Weed loud like Meek
Her man play games so she wanna cheat
She a bad lil' freak
Smash in the sheets, I'm clappin' her cheeks
Do this in my sleep
Chasin' a check, all they catchin' is Z's
Just last week
Just last, just last
Just last week
Just last, just last
Just last week
Just last, just last
Just last week
It was all good just a week ago
My man house made from bricks but there ain't no pigs in it
If they come lookin' for it, don't know what he did with it
If ridin' dick a talent then I swear this bitch gifted
Had a couple white boys but this time it hit different
Man, I earned my respect from the burbs to the 'jects
Fucked baddies while I was broke, man that's word to my ex
I'm just countin' all the blessings I deserve to collect
All I'll ever be is real from my birth to my death
Till I'm pushin' up tulips, I'm shining like I was Kubrick
They tryna do me like Judas
No lyin', this game is ruthless
She tryna get some new dick and I be on my smooth shit
Strap up, hit that like a new lick
Next week when she text me
New phone, who this?
Just last week
I had to flip from a zip to P
Weed loud like Meek
Her man play games so she wanna cheat
She a bad lil' freak
Smash in the sheets, I'm clappin' her cheeks
Do this in my sleep
Chasin' a check, all they catchin' is Z's
Just last week
Just last, just last
Just last week
Just last, just last
Just last week
Just last, just last
Just last week
It was all good just a week ago
Just last week, had a meeting with Netflix
I cannot chill with this rap shit
I think the game got a death wish
I'm 'bout to kill it like Orenthal James
Better talk nice when you mention my name
Talk even nicer if you mention the gang
Niggas in the field but we really ain't playin'
They missin' the picture, it bust out the frame
Just last week I was countin' up bands
You know this week I'ma do that again
Just last week I was fuckin' on tens
Wanna do it this week, bring a friend for my mans
Last week hit me up like hey big head
I don't want the head, I want the cookie though
She give me both and then chew me like cookie dough
Size of the bag that I'm gettin' Lil' Terrio
Just last week, my life like a movie, ooo-wee
Doin' shit that they don't do, sue me
They ain't likin' how I move, truthfully
I don't give a fuck, bitch my number's up
We like the exit, we comin' up
Little kids with Mr. Frosty, that's how we runnin' up
I'm 'bout to fuck the whole summer up
Long as you real then you one of us
Just last week
I had to flip from a zip to P
Weed loud like Meek
Her man play games so she wanna cheat
She a bad lil' freak
Smash in the sheets, I'm clappin' her cheeks
Do this in my sleep
Chasin' a check, all they catchin' is Z's

Written by:
Mike Voss

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