Lyrics Tuesday & Thursday - Hot Boy$ feat. Big Tymers
Turk:
Two
of
the
hottest
days
of
the
week
They
harrassin'
and
hackin'
niggaz
in
that
UPT
N.O.P.D.
be
rollin'
so
deep
They
be
fuckin'
over
niggaz
Kickin'
in
doors
Sometimes,
they
be
pullin'
triggers
Ya
hustlin?
Better
chill
out
Cuz
they
not
for
jokin
Making
sure
they
close
shop
All
day,
they
gon'
be
smoking
So
I
advise
you
just
to
stay
inside
If
they
catch
you
down
back,
for
sure
you
takin'
that
ride
Downtown,
rilla
Where
niggaz
doin'
time,
be
waitin'
Better
be
bout
your
issues
For
your
ass
they
gon'
be
chasin'
And
every
man
for
they
self
in
that
pen
So
if
ya
all
in
nigga,
ya
all
in
For
help,
ain't
there
nigga,
ain't
no
callin'
So
if
ya
got
a
chance
run
when
ya
hear
that
siren
Tuesday
and
Thursdays,
they
gon'
be
ridin'
Stay
ducked
off
cuz
it's
safer
when
ya
hidin'
And
they
don't
give
a
fuck
what
shape
and
sizin'
Lock
you
down
prison
rate
steady
risin'
Chorus:
On
Tuesdays
and
Thursdays
you
better
watch
for
the
sweep
Look
them
people
gon'
act
a
ass
if
you
get
caught
in
the
street
On
Tuesdays
and
Thursdays
you
better
watch
for
the
sweep
Look
them
people
gon'
act
a
ass
if
you
get
caught
in
the
street
Lil
Wayne:
Shit,
nigga
betta
hop,
skip,
and
jump
on
the
block
On
Tuesdays
and
Thursdays
better
run
from
the
block
Stay
there
if
you
want
and
get?
Ya
on
them
white
boys
and
get
hung
from
a?
Look,
look,
look,
look,
look
Nigga
betta
run
If
u
got
some?
Lookin'
for
some
freedom
find
that
you
will
get
none
And
damn
I
ain't
even
much
see
my
P.O.
last
month
I'ma
play
the
hotel
I
missed
my
court
date
I
ain't
tryin'
to
end
up
in
jail
I'ma
put
up
some
mail
in
case
I
have
to
make
bail
I'ma
still
rhyme
swell
Shiiit,
might
as
well
And
stay
from
the
block
cuz
it
be
hotter
then
hell
I'ma
tell
ya
now,
they
don't
give
a
damn
about
ya
End
up
in
that
place
and
toy
around
and
be
forgotten
They
rotten
like
a
whole
apple
off
a
forbidden
tree
On
Tuesdays
and
Thursdays
you
won't
find
me
Chorus
Juvenile:
ATF
be
showin'
they
ass
around
my
block
Feds
get
all
the
respect
cuz
they'll
close
up
shop
Who
do
you
think
be
pushin'
them
birds
up
in
the
hood?
Who
do
you
think
be
dumpin'
them
bodies
up
in
the
wood?
It's
something
like
baseball,
three
strikes
and
you're
out
Violate
your
probation,
2 and
a
half
on
5
My
pride,
don't
want
me
to
be
up
in
this
place
My
pride,
don't
wnat
the
Lord
to
notice
my
face
A
young
nigga
with
golds
behind
tens
on
dubs
In
the
paper
license
plates
they
gon'
think
I'm
a
thug
They
gon'
tear
this
motherfucker
up
lookin'
for
drugs
And
make
them
dogs
break
me
off
trying
to
get
me
to
talk
You
wouldn't
believe
the
shit
with
the
police
I
done
been
through
I
done
seen
some
shit
they
did
to
people
I'm
kin
to
My
friends
too
That's
why
I
be
chillin'
ya
heard
me?
Up
in
my
fuckin'
residence
on
Tuesdays
and
Thursdays
Chorus
B.G.:
Certain
days
lil
B.Geezy
hit
the
block
and
hang
2 days
out
the
week
I
lay
low
cuz
them
people
gon'
swang
(swing)
I
ain't
bout
gettin
hack
Juvey,
that
ain't
my
thang
(thing)
Police
ridin'
my
back
Scoping
out
my
rang
(ring)
I
play
it
smart
I
ain't
stupid
I
know
when
to
leave
the
block
I
know
how
to
peep
the
scene
I
know
when
it's
hot
Oh
them
jump
Hot
Boy$
they'll
take
your
loot
Tuesdays
and
Thursdays
them
big
white
boys
have
a
nigga
spooked
They
be
3 deep,
creepin'
Comin'
'round
the
corner,
peepin
They
sweepin'
But
they
ain't
gonna
catch
me
slippin',
I'm
rollin'
out
I'm
gon'
chill
by
a
bitch
and
cool
out
on
the
couch
Smoke
blunt
after
blunt
till
I
pass
out
When
it
get
dark
and
cool
off
then
I'ma
smash
out
I
respect
the
task
force
they
don't
give
a
fuck
For
anything
they'll
have
ya
in
central
lock
up
On
Tuesdays
and
Thursdays
(Talking)
Manny
Fresh:
Whoa,
now
there
u
have
it.
Tuesdays
and
Thursdays
(Off
the
heezy).
The
whole
task
force
for
yo'
ass
(Nigga
just
givin'
ya
some
game,
ya
dig?)
For
sho'
Baby:
Them
white
folks
don't
wanna
see
a
nigga
ballin',
Wanna
see
us
crawl
bruh.
Manny:
For
sho',
lookee
here.
On
Mondays,
you
can
run
all
day
On
Tuesdays,
sit
ya
ass
down
(duck
out
playboy)
On
Wednesdays,
you
can
slang
all
day
On
Thursdays,
sit
ya
ass
back
down
(off
top!)
On
Fridays,
you
can
fuck
all
day
On
Saturdays
and
Sundays,
you
cool
boy,
believe
that
Baby:
You
can
take
this
for
what
it's
worth
playboy.
And
don't
use
ya
brain
And
take
heed
to
what
CMB
be
saying.
Fuck
around
and
be
in
that
cage
like
a
Ole'
dog.
Treatin'
a
nigga
like
a
puppet.
Takin'
orders
like
a
bitch.
But
a
Nigga
gotta
use
that
game
and
stay
up
and
try
to
stay
rich
man.
1 Intro
2 We On Fire
3 Respect My Mind
4 Help (feat. B.G.)
5 Ridin
6 Off tha Porch
7 Get Out tha Way
8 Clear tha Set (feat. Lil' Wayne)
9 I Feel
10 Boys at War
11 You Dig (feat. Juvenile)
12 I Need a Hot Girl (feat. Big Tymers)
13 Tuesday & Thursday
14 Bout Whatever (feat. Young Turk)
15 Sick Uncle
16 Shoot 1st
17 Too Hot
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