Friday
Fakebitcheshero Lyrics

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Yo come and kick it with a real bitch
You know I got it out the mud I'm a hood bitch
My baby daddy did me wrong I let him still hit
It could be a dry day pussy still drip
I left my ex nigga Friday nigga still whipped
I got some shooters on the way them niggas kill shit
Got some niggas shot cause I ain't beefing about the little shit
Take a girls trip I don't drink take a little sip of this Hennessy your nigga jocking cause he feeling me

He not a friend to me I let him pop it now he in to me
I heard you taking shots I called the shots your nigga dicking me
You know he digging me you stupid bitches couldn't get to me

It could be a Friday your nigga still gonna trip
And I ain't have to let him hit my pussy still got licked
I sent that nigga back to you cause I ain't sucking no dick
And it could be a fly day you bitches still won't drip
It could be a Friday your nigga still gonna trip
And I ain't have to let him hit my pussy still got grip
I sent that nigga back to you cause I ain't cuffing no chick
And it could be a Friday you bitches still not lit

Yo I don't kick it with no fake hoes
I'm asking god like yo why you even make those
I pulled your nigga with no drip I got on plain clothes
So now your nigga mine and damn he fine and for the bankrolls
He be on the block you see the cops they got on plain clothes
Niggas hit the spot some niggas drop my niggas still rolled
Payed the lawyer fee so niggas free and niggas still told
And now he doing life that's all his life until he real old
Ask me for advice I told him twice like niggas can't fold
Send some niggas through just tell them who and get him canceled
It could be a mild day pussy still cold
We are not the same you from a egg you bitches scramble

It could be a Friday your nigga still gonna trip
And I ain't have to let him hit my pussy still got licked
I sent that nigga back to you cause I ain't sucking no dick
And it could be a fly day you bitches still won't drip
It could be a Friday your nigga still gonna trip
And I ain't have to let him hit my pussy still got grip

I sent that nigga back to you cause I ain't cuffing no chick
And it could be a Friday you bitches still not lit

Overall Meaning

In this song, Fakebitcheshero talks about her realness as a woman who has worked hard to achieve success in life. She is proud of her roots and where she comes from, as she says she got it "out of the mud." Even though her baby daddy wronged her, she still allows him to "still hit" her. She also boasts about her sexual prowess; her vagina still drips during dry days. Fakebitcheshero then talks about how she left her ex-nigga who is still whipped and how she has shooters on the way who deal with the little things when necessary.

The song takes a turn as Fakebitcheshero describes a girls' trip where she does not drink much and only takes a sip of Hennessy. Her male admirer feels drawn to her, but she doesn't see him as a friend. Eventually, she lets him "pop it" and is now into him. She then sends a message to her haters, saying that they couldn't get to her even if they tried.

In the next verse, she talks about not hanging out with fake women and questioning why God even made them. She then talks about how she pulled someone's man while wearing plain clothes, and the man is now hers because of his bankrolls. She talks about violence in her neighborhood and how her men are willing to deal with it. She advises people not to fold and to send in people who can get the job done. She then ends the song by repeating the chorus about how it could be any day, but she's still lit and in control.

Line by Line Meaning

Yo come and kick it with a real bitch
Come hang out with me, a authentic person

You know I got it out the mud I'm a hood bitch
I worked hard to come out of difficult circumstances, I am a streetwise woman

My baby daddy did me wrong I let him still hit
My former partner did me dirty, but I still allowed him access to my body

It could be a dry day pussy still drip
Even if there's no sexual stimulation or interest, I still have a strong libido and sexual desire

I left my ex nigga Friday nigga still whipped
I broke up with my old man, but he's still obsessed with me

I got some shooters on the way them niggas kill shit
I have violent associates who can murder people

Got some niggas shot cause I ain't beefing about the little shit
I ordered someone's assassination because I won't tolerate petty disputes

Take a girls trip I don't drink take a little sip of this Hennessy your nigga jocking cause he feeling me
Let's go on vacation together, I'm not a big drinker but try a sip of this Hennessy. Your partner is attracted to me

He not a friend to me I let him pop it now he in to me
He's not my friend, but I allowed him to have sex with me and now he's attached to me

I heard you taking shots I called the shots your nigga dicking me
I heard you're talking smack about me, but I have the real power since your partner is having sex with me

You know he digging me you stupid bitches couldn't get to me
You know he's attracted to me, but you're not skilled enough to capture his attention

And I ain't have to let him hit my pussy still got licked
I didn't have to sleep with him, yet he still performed oral sex on me

I sent that nigga back to you cause I ain't sucking no dick
I sent him back to you because I refuse to perform oral sex

And it could be a fly day you bitches still won't drip
Even on a great day, you lack the sexual excitement or energy that I have

Yo I don't kick it with no fake hoes
I don't associate with insincere or fake women

I'm asking god like yo why you even make those
I'm frustrated with God for creating such people

I pulled your nigga with no drip I got on plain clothes
I stole your partner without wearing fancy clothes or using any special tactics

So now your nigga mine and damn he fine and for the bankrolls
Now your partner belongs to me and he's attractive and rich

He be on the block you see the cops they got on plain clothes
He hangs out in high crime areas, and even the police officers blend in with their streetwear

Niggas hit the spot some niggas drop my niggas still rolled
Some people tried to attack us, and although some of our people were injured, the rest of us still continued with our plan

Payed the lawyer fee so niggas free and niggas still told
We paid the legal fees to get some of our people released from jail, yet they still snitched

And now he doing life that's all his life until he real old
One of our associates is in prison for life, and he will remain there until he's elderly

Ask me for advice I told him twice like niggas can't fold
Someone asked me for advice, and I said it twice: real men can't fold under pressure

Send some niggas through just tell them who and get him canceled
Send some of our people to deal with someone, just provide their identity and they will be dealt with

It could be a mild day pussy still cold
Even on an average day, my sexual desire is not present

We are not the same you from a egg you bitches scramble
We are not similar at all, you were born from an egg and are not as strong or fierce as me

And it could be a Friday your nigga still gonna trip
Even if it's Friday, your partner will still be upset or angry

And I ain't have to let him hit my pussy still got grip
I didn't have to sleep with him, yet I still have a strong hold on him

I sent that nigga back to you cause I ain't cuffing no chick
I sent him back to you because I'm not interested in being emotionally attached to anyone

And it could be a Friday you bitches still not lit
Even on a Friday, you're not as fun and exciting as me

Lyrics © DistroKid, TUNECORE INC
Written by: Rasheeda Henry

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