The White House Band - Thank God I'm Fly (Prod. By David E Beats) [Label Submitted]
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TGIF means "Thank God I'm Fly".
To me, this song represents fun in its purest
form. We all love to have a good time; we all love
to see ourselves in the best light.
This song is for all people, of any race, creed,
or culture, who believe that they are, without a
doubt, "Fly". Confidence and boldness
are the only personality traits that fortune
favors!
I would like to thank LaSala Studios, and more
specifically, Matt Castillo, for
recording/mixing/being amazing on this record. If
it
wasnt for him, this song might not have turned out
the way it did; or, it may not have ever been
released at all.
Until the next time, stay #dopesauce!
v
Lyrics :
Chorus :
TGIF, TGIF, TGIF,
Thank God I'm Fly,
TGIF, TGIF, TGIF,
Thank God I'm Fly
I'm so fly cuz I dress myself,
And I got mad swag I impress myself, yo,
TGIF, TGIF, TGIF,
Thank God I'm Fly
Verse 1 :
Chilling is the plan,
Dont you understand,
I work mad hard,
I'm the muthafucking man,
And I'm trying to own some land,
Plus I'm working on a Rolls,
And I keep my savings seperate,
From the money that I blow,
I'm 24 years old,
I hold a bunch of notes,
And its still fuck a blog
I got my fans on my own
Get my hands on some dope,
Some flowers I can smoke,
And its CapCity Records
Off of everything I know,
And its White House Band,
D- Dave E Beats,
Check the discography,
I got my own street
I dont need a producer dawg,
I got my own beats,
And I swear to god its heat,
A rack or two at least,
Put it up, P - P- Put it up,
W's up like you trying to say wasup,
And,
With any luck,
Its time to order up,
They order Americano's,
Line at Starbucks
Chorus :
TGIF, TGIF, TGIF,
Thank God I'm Fly,
TGIF, TGIF, TGIF,
Thank God I'm Fly
I'm so fly cuz I dress myself,
And I got mad swag I impress myself, yo,
TGIF, TGIF, TGIF,
Thank God I'm Fly
Verse 2 :
Boy,
I'm fly then a mug,
Your pockets full of flies
And some dust,
Try if you must,
No stairs, I took the elevator
Riding on up uh,
Every time I'm spitting,
I'm trying for a million,
Vendors dying for my business,
Cuz I'm sick, no penicillan,
And however tyou may differ
I am that fucking nigga,
So fuck what you say,
CapCity everyday,
I'm going to LA,
The fans got they way,
And I'm a break some,
Guitars in they face,
Write it off cuz I'm paid,
Now I'm off in my blade,
Another city,
Thats me everyday,
U-U-U-U-U-U-U-UH,
Fuck ya'll
Thats to them magazines,
And them dumb blogs,
Like they got power,
But they dumb wrong
Do they know whats hot
Up in the streets,
Yo they is dumb lost
Chorus :
TGIF, TGIF, TGIF,
Thank God I'm Fly,
TGIF, TGIF, TGIF,
Thank God I'm Fly
I'm so fly cuz I dress myself,
And I got mad swag I impress myself, yo,
TGIF, TGIF, TGIF,
Thank God I'm Fly
End