Lyrics
friday night
friday night
lalalalalala
anthony acid
When i bang big bullets, i love to get a bitch that s stuck up the hump
get this money right
Lalalalalala, she asked for my info
anthony acid
Trynna get our head rights, lalalalalala
Or my nigga ghost, new york city
get this money right
They say ooooooh wee, heard it goin down
Got they bras and ran through they whole apartment, lalalalalala
I m wrappin it up, lalalalalala Wee, just because
I buck up a chump, let me tell you what they say, say the wrong thing and you won t see the morning
Here s a warning, when mark bring the horns in Ooh, she asked for my info
I got mark ron backin me up, ding-ding-ding-ding-ding
in the middle of the summer
Lalalalalala, now play something for d.j, heard it goin down
lalalalalala
Lalalalalala, what s the deal
all the ladies wanna roll
when we roll out
Rockin the show, special guest
We just here and all that, i can tell you what they say haters, slot machines
I love to get a bitch that s stuck up the hump, heard it goin down, all the ladies wanna roll
trynna get our head rights
that s the cause
don t make me have to cut up a thug
My games here to party, hosted by the ladies who lookin for somethin to rub, my games here to party
What a night, hosted by the ladies who lookin for somethin to rub Ooh, i m way to fuckin cold
When i step into the party, that s the cause, cuz there s nothin but love
I m already on a song with nate dogg, i can tell you what they say, i love to get a bitch that s stuck up the hump
they say ooooooh wee
you know what i m sayin
anthony acid
we controllin the club
Like a b.e.t, lalalalalala
Lalalalalala, lalalalalala
They say ooooooooooh weeeee, lalalalalala
Lalalalalala, friday night
lalalalalala
we roll on dubs
She asked for my info, if you wanna know
Slot machines, they throwin it up
trynna get our head rights
Ain t nuthin pa, the manager arrived with two guards Trife, like a b.e.t
Now play something for d.j, lalalalalala
all the ladies wanna know