Bmob - What Happened to Monday Lyrics

Damn
Give y'all a lil piece of my life
See me and hunny were going back and forth like
She said
It's not supposed to hurt
Why are you so much damn work
Can't we just chill it is only Monday
Put that bullshit back in ya purse
Friday you'll be out partying with god knows who
I need you to stop worrying what I'm gone do
Kick all that bullshit to the curb
I can't believe it's only Monday
Word, icy, uh
I be out doing exactly what you thought I was
Fuckin and drinking and shit I could fall in love with a turtle dove
When we turning up, you could
You could gimme space and I be turning up shit it's real dark
We got a real real real spark
Fuck kinda guy am I to feel sorry
I don't wanna hurt those feelings
But it won't work tho real shit
Been a bad guy all my life with a real nice smile
I could get away with murder in the broad daylight
But it's all just game
Salt in the wound and a bug to the flame, take it all in the vein
Damn babe really all for the pain
Nah I never got tats I'm afraid of the needle
It's not supposed to hurt
Why are you so much damn work
Can't we just chill it is only Monday
Put that bullshit back in ya purse
Friday you'll be out partying with god knows who
I need you to stop worrying what I'm gone do
Kick all that bullshit to the curb
I can't believe it's only Monday
Word, icy, uh
I be out down exactly what you thought I was
Driving illegal and hanging with people that never gave a fuck who I was you could
You could run your mouth about the bad habits
That I have acting like you not doing all your own dirt
On the low, shit I did my homework
But I'm not real bitter
Rock Hilfiger
Ima cut you off if you not real with us
And you looking at me like I'm a hot meal ticket wait
Oh there go a dime dime dime
And I usually don't pickup a dime on the sidewalk
But fine why not
I ain't whippin nothin I don't buy
Nah I wouldn't even botha tha
Baby grindin like the Neptunes
And it's true I'm a cinematographer
You an actress? Then you wouldn't be here right now so to that I say ha ha ha
I'm a sick sick man prolly why I ended up on the blacklist and
Damn babe really into submission
Don't you move I'ma get a bitch twisted
It's not supposed to hurt
Why are you so much damn work
Can't we just chill it is only Monday
Put that bullshit back in ya purse
Friday you'll be out partying with god knows who
I need you to stop worrying what I'm gone do
Kick all that bullshit to the curb
Who know what happened to Monday
Word, icy, uh
Who know what happened
Monday
Whatever you do you need approval copy
Any plans you are gonna have to run em by me
Brian Urlacher, nobody can run it by me
Told a chick, I go bare you'll be a single mommy (Chicago)
Hadda get it popping for the come up
Poppin off the rip end up coughin a lung up
Ya label gave ya the dumb it down thumb up
Stealin flows tho so I should probably shutup

Damn
Give y'all a lil piece of my life
See me and hunny were going back and forth like
She said
It's not supposed to hurt
Why are you so much damn work
Can't we just chill it is only Monday
Put that bullshit back in ya purse
Friday you'll be out partying with god knows who
I need you to stop worrying what I'm gone do
Kick all that bullshit to the curb
I can't believe it's only Monday
Word, icy, uh
I be out doing exactly what you thought I was
Fuckin and drinking and shit I could fall in love with a turtle dove
When we turning up, you could
You could gimme space and I be turning up shit it's real dark
We got a real real real spark
Fuck kinda guy am I to feel sorry
I don't wanna hurt those feelings
But it won't work tho real shit
Been a bad guy all my life with a real nice smile
I could get away with murder in the broad daylight
But it's all just game
Salt in the wound and a bug to the flame, take it all in the vein
Damn babe really all for the pain
Nah I never got tats I'm afraid of the needle
It's not supposed to hurt
Why are you so much damn work
Can't we just chill it is only Monday
Put that bullshit back in ya purse
Friday you'll be out partying with god knows who
I need you to stop worrying what I'm gone do
Kick all that bullshit to the curb
I can't believe it's only Monday
Word, icy, uh
I be out down exactly what you thought I was
Driving illegal and hanging with people that never gave a fuck who I was you could
You could run your mouth about the bad habits
That I have acting like you not doing all your own dirt
On the low, shit I did my homework
But I'm not real bitter
Rock Hilfiger
Ima cut you off if you not real with us
And you looking at me like I'm a hot meal ticket wait
Oh there go a dime dime dime
And I usually don't pickup a dime on the sidewalk
But fine why not
I ain't whippin nothin I don't buy
Nah I wouldn't even botha tha
Baby grindin like the Neptunes
And it's true I'm a cinematographer
You an actress? Then you wouldn't be here right now so to that I say ha ha ha
I'm a sick sick man prolly why I ended up on the blacklist and
Damn babe really into submission
Don't you move I'ma get a bitch twisted
It's not supposed to hurt
Why are you so much damn work
Can't we just chill it is only Monday
Put that bullshit back in ya purse
Friday you'll be out partying with god knows who
I need you to stop worrying what I'm gone do
Kick all that bullshit to the curb
Who know what happened to Monday
Word, icy, uh
Who know what happened
Monday
Whatever you do you need approval copy
Any plans you are gonna have to run em by me
Brian Urlacher, nobody can run it by me
Told a chick, I go bare you'll be a single mommy (Chicago)
Hadda get it popping for the come up
Poppin off the rip end up coughin a lung up
Ya label gave ya the dumb it down thumb up
Stealin flows tho so I should probably shutup