"Fridee Da Sundee (Triality)" lyrics
Do you, Maudie Sue Yates
Take Abul Hassan Khalifah to be your lawfully wedded husband?
I do
Do you, Abul Hassan Khalifah
Take Maudie Sue Yates to be your lawfully wedded wife?
I do
Aye! Fridee, I'm at Jum'ah!
Aye! Sundee, Hallelujah!
Aye! But then I'm gon' soo woo ya
If you fuckin' with my mulah
I'm the one so what's it to ya?
12 years old, my mama fell in love with a muslim
58th block he took them, with the gangbangers and crooks 'nem
Mean guys with the Elohim tried bean pies, we cooked them
Got that fort in a area not that North
Where the cops catch and wanna pop blacks really rough
To try to stop that pork
Entendre, Islam pon mama, this one, I'm gonna plot that torch
I'm where the opps at and I will not slack
Within a block trap soft fat short, I'm not that sort
Aye! Fridee, I'm at Jum'ah!
Aye! Sundee, Hallelujah!
Aye! But then I'm gon' soo woo ya
If you fuckin' with my mulah
I'm the one so what's it to ya?
Mama say, "On Sunday pray to Yeshua"
Her new husband say, "On Friday pray to Mecca"
But in the streets they try to test ya, but I need no professor
To gimme no fuckin' lecture, this is pressure
The block went from pop lockin' to shots poppin'
This spot we got hot Glocks knockin'
Distraught a lot, bliss, not often
Kids fought for guap, get dropped coffins
Fast is the livin', I am the bad kid
Dealin' with the duality mom and dad give
Christianity sayin' follow the masses
Clashes with people pullin' me to the masjid
Aye! Fridee, I'm at Jum'ah!
Aye! Sundee, Hallelujah!
Aye! But then I'm gon' soo woo ya
If you fuckin' with my mulah
I'm the one so what's it to ya?
I shall agree if you live your lifestyle a G
'Cause you had to fight crowds and never liked foul
And that spite's wild to me
When you work for the cheddar
Steppin' out with your head up
Animals will take a bite outta thee
Everything really sped up, life, it gave me a leg up when I found my triality
Seem sound to me to have three things found to be
One is on team hound, another bring crowns
And one mean frowns, for glee
I am in a dream now, I am cha ching bound
I never swing down for free
Mama got her wings 'round a nigga sing nouns
I am the King, Clown, the G (Me)
Aye! Fridee, I'm at Jum'ah!
Aye! Sundee, Hallelujah!
Aye! But then I'm gon' soo woo ya
If you fuckin' with my mulah
I'm the one so what's it to ya?
Yo, that's dope, pops!
Yes, sir!
The King, the Clown, and the G
Yes, sir!
How you think you got so good at it, though?
I was jumpin in cyphers, man, sharpening my skill
'Til I became a master, you know? Like a Jedi, lyrically
Take Abul Hassan Khalifah to be your lawfully wedded husband?
I do
Do you, Abul Hassan Khalifah
Take Maudie Sue Yates to be your lawfully wedded wife?
I do
Aye! Fridee, I'm at Jum'ah!
Aye! Sundee, Hallelujah!
Aye! But then I'm gon' soo woo ya
If you fuckin' with my mulah
I'm the one so what's it to ya?
12 years old, my mama fell in love with a muslim
58th block he took them, with the gangbangers and crooks 'nem
Mean guys with the Elohim tried bean pies, we cooked them
Got that fort in a area not that North
Where the cops catch and wanna pop blacks really rough
To try to stop that pork
Entendre, Islam pon mama, this one, I'm gonna plot that torch
I'm where the opps at and I will not slack
Within a block trap soft fat short, I'm not that sort
Aye! Fridee, I'm at Jum'ah!
Aye! Sundee, Hallelujah!
Aye! But then I'm gon' soo woo ya
If you fuckin' with my mulah
I'm the one so what's it to ya?
Mama say, "On Sunday pray to Yeshua"
Her new husband say, "On Friday pray to Mecca"
But in the streets they try to test ya, but I need no professor
To gimme no fuckin' lecture, this is pressure
The block went from pop lockin' to shots poppin'
This spot we got hot Glocks knockin'
Distraught a lot, bliss, not often
Kids fought for guap, get dropped coffins
Fast is the livin', I am the bad kid
Dealin' with the duality mom and dad give
Christianity sayin' follow the masses
Clashes with people pullin' me to the masjid
Aye! Fridee, I'm at Jum'ah!
Aye! Sundee, Hallelujah!
Aye! But then I'm gon' soo woo ya
If you fuckin' with my mulah
I'm the one so what's it to ya?
I shall agree if you live your lifestyle a G
'Cause you had to fight crowds and never liked foul
And that spite's wild to me
When you work for the cheddar
Steppin' out with your head up
Animals will take a bite outta thee
Everything really sped up, life, it gave me a leg up when I found my triality
Seem sound to me to have three things found to be
One is on team hound, another bring crowns
And one mean frowns, for glee
I am in a dream now, I am cha ching bound
I never swing down for free
Mama got her wings 'round a nigga sing nouns
I am the King, Clown, the G (Me)
Aye! Fridee, I'm at Jum'ah!
Aye! Sundee, Hallelujah!
Aye! But then I'm gon' soo woo ya
If you fuckin' with my mulah
I'm the one so what's it to ya?
Yo, that's dope, pops!
Yes, sir!
The King, the Clown, and the G
Yes, sir!
How you think you got so good at it, though?
I was jumpin in cyphers, man, sharpening my skill
'Til I became a master, you know? Like a Jedi, lyrically
Writer(s): Aaron Dontez Yates, John Patrick Winkler
