7 Dayz Lyrics

Like I'm just a young nigga running this shit man

I dare these niggas try to say they on our level and shit with this shit

We really turn this shit up nigga what the fuck is you talking about?

Yow!

Turning up like seven out of seven days a week

Boot up on a friday night and now I'm really geeked

Don't care if she for the streets she don't belong to me

She gon make it clap and I ain't even say a thing (What?)

Yeah

Out of my mind I don't wanna talk (Talk)

No you ain't special get cut off (Yeah)

Ride around speeding in Trackhawk (Ooh)

Ride around speeding with my dawg (Ooh)

I was just leaning with my dawg we gon get this party started

She don't be wasting no time she be telling me I should be taking it off

Riding around in a foreign it's pedal to metal you hear the exhaust

I just be spending and spending and spending I don't really care bout the cost

Young swaggy individual bitch I'm a boss

She gon do yea whatever I say so (Say so)

Now I got her twerking for them pesos (Pesos)

Treat her like a stripper throw this paper on ya

Baby gotta go and get a rain coat (Rain, rain)

And you I gotta (Yeah)

All my bitches bad and you know they make that ass clap (Yeah)

All my bitches bad yeah you know they make that ass clap (Yeah)

Shawdy throw it back yeah she know I gotta have that, yeah (Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh-buh!)

Turning up like seven out of seven days a week

Boot up on a friday night and now I'm really geeked

Don't care if she for the streets she don't belong to me

She gon make it clap and I ain't even say a thing (What?)

Yeah

Out of my mind I don't wanna talk (Talk)

No you ain't special get cut off (Yeah)

Ride around speeding in Trackhawk (Ooh)

Ride around speeding with my dawg (Ooh)

I was just leaning with my dawg we gon get this party started

(Woah)

I just want my chain filled with them boulders (Woah)

Everybody acting like they know us (Woah)

I be feeling lucky like a clover (Woah oh)

It ain't over til I say it's over

We higher than a fucking roller coaster (Bang)

Cheifin' all the keef, I feel like I'm Sosa (Gang)

Keep my circle small yeah it look just like a donut (Du-du-duh)

I don't play at all I'ma strike you like a cobra (Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh-boom!)

Turning up like seven out of seven days a week

Boot up on a friday night and now I'm really geeked

Don't care if she for the streets she don't belong to me

She gon make it clap and I ain't even say a thing (What?)

Yeah

Out of my mind I don't wanna talk (Talk)

No you ain't special get cut off (Yeah)

Ride around speeding in Trackhawk (Ooh)

Ride around speeding with my dawg (Ooh)

I was just leaning with my dawg we gon get this party started