Fridee Da Sundee (Triality)

Do you Maudie Sue Yates
Take Abul Hassan Khalifa
To be your lawfully wedded husband
I do
Do you Abul Hassan Khalifa
Take Maudie Sue Yates
To be your lawfully wedded wife
I do

Aye!
Fridee I'm at Jumma (Aye)
Sundee Hallelujah (Aye)
But then I'm gon soo woo ya
If you fuckin wit my mulah
I'm the one so what's it to ya

Twelve years old my mama
Fell in love wit a Muslim
58th block he took them
Wit the gangbangers and crooks nem
Mean guys wit the Elohim try
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 Jumma (Aye)
Sundee Hallelujah (Aye)
But then I'm gon soo woo ya
If you fuckin wit my mulah
I'm the one so what's it to ya

Mama say on Sunday pray to Yeshua (ha!)
Her new husband say on Friday pray to Mecca (ha!)
But in the streets they try ta test ya
But I need no professor
To gimme no fuckin lecture this is pressure (ha!)
The block went from pop lockin ta shots poppin
This spot we got hot clocks knockin
Distraught a lot bliss not often
Kids fought fa guap get dropped coffins (chyeah!)
Fast is the livin I am the bad kid (chyeah!)
Dealin with the duality mom and dad gives (chyeah!)
Christianity sayin follow the masses
Clashes wit people pullin me to the masjid

Aye!
Fridee I'm at Jumma (Aye)
Sundee Hallelujah (Aye)
But then I'm gon soo woo ya
If you fuckin wit 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 ta fight crowds and never liked foul
And that spites wild ta me
When you work the cheddar steppin out witcha head up
Animals a take a bite outta thee
Everything really sped up like it gave me a leg up
When I found my triality
Seem sound ta 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 fa free
Mama got her wings round a nigga sing nouns
I am the king clown, the G (Me!)

Aye!
Fridee I'm at Jumma (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

Yooo thats 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 ya know
Like a Jedi, lyrically