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Дата випуску: 31.12.2000
Мова пісні: Англійська
Friday Night |
Ooohhh… |
Mad shit jumpin off, now I like this |
Ok, yeah, yeah hey yo |
Friday night, just got paid |
I’m runnin wit my mans we got plans of gettin laid up |
Sticky green burnin sittin on twenty’s |
Pocket full of money and we hollerin the honeys yo |
Stress less of death and we let the chain swing |
Makin ??? we out for the same thing |
Hittin up the spot where they say is jumpin at |
I’m straight ?? and man I’m bringin somethin back |
Me and the wild one we just copped a nice one |
And two brand new toys fuck the price done |
Big nigga style say? when I switch lanes |
Stay doin big thangs smoke while I get brains |
Line full of women can’t wait to get in |
Checkin mo sippin ?? mo spittin |
Dancefloor packed do it in the doe stack |
Those that hit the C is get it get the ?? |
Now where the hoes at? Let’s get it on and poppin |
Invite a few through, that’s how the crew do |
DJ got the crowd jumpin |
The music from the speakers got the floor thumpin |
I’m tryna run in sumthin |
We go straight from the top down to the flo' |
We makin the crowds all the while down |
Smokin about a pound |
You know we be puttin it down |
It’s Mr. Cheeks and Ho Brown baby |
Sex make the beats so crazy |
You know we be knockin them out |
So what are you talkin about |
Yo, I got the cherry on G |
With me up in V-I-P |
And my bottles damn near empty |
I got this chick talkin shit in my ear |
Word I think she’s tryna tempt me, tempt me |
Oh, I see things is on and poppin now |
The whole crowds hoppin out |
There’s no stoppin now |
Mad chicks up in ?? all my niggas wit me |
My shit takes off like a rocket |
While your pockets hurtin |
Niggas mad because me and my team we bring the funk |
You and ?? motherfucker you gon' talk |
I keep my fresh on and the chick keep me me |
We mad dollar niggas and we be some sticky green |
Holdin shit down |
Niggas know what’s on and poppin when I hits town |
Get down |
Honeys wanna take flicks |
Take sips of the licks and they shake hips |
Oh sho we go |
Baby… |
Why now… |
We go straight from the top down to the flo' |
We makin the crowds all the while down |
Smokin about a pound |
You know we be puttin it down |
It’s Mr. Cheeks and Ho Brown baby |
Sex make the beats so crazy |
You know we be knockin them out |
So what are you talkin about |
I slide boo I got the top drop |
They barricade the block |
??? sneakers ?? pop |
You let us through the door |
Chicks attack the dancefloor |
?? a? war |
I see what it’s back for |
I got my money team |
Rollin up gangsta lean |
We twistin up green |
I know you niggas recognise Queens |
My ?? thirst liquor who you got wit ya |
I bang out shorty system now she want a picture |
And numbers she can wow |
So we can get foul |
I got a ?? going chicks y’all ain’t goin now |
Yo all up in my face |
The speakers hit bass |
My niggas wylin in the club with a open case |
Yo V-I-P chain my man spit game |
Yo kid it’s not a game ya need to learn the name |
It’s Q and W,? boys one fam |
I put a? like this we got it locked down |
We go straight from the top down to the flo' |
We makin the crowds all the while down |
Smokin about a pound |
You know we be puttin it down |
It’s Mr. Cheeks and Ho Brown baby |
Sex make the beats so crazy |
You know we be knockin them out |
Just shut your mouth |
Ahhh… |
Ooohh… |