| It’s 8pm, Friday night |
| Little bit of dough and the vibe is right |
| I might get, shit, showered, shaved and changed |
| Make a little bit of dinner whilst I’m blazing grade |
| But wait, wa-wait |
| Someones blowing up my mobes |
| It’s Jack, he’s got coke and wants to throw it up my nose |
| Not tonight mate, I ain’t into that |
| I wanna get a bit drunk, hit town and interact |
| I jump into the shower stereo on full wack |
| The bass shakes the house whilst I scrub my nutsack |
| Jump back out the shower, pair of jeans, Air Max |
| Splash off Hugo Boss, hoody, jacket and a cap |
| Strap a fat zoot for the bop, in fact |
| I got time to strap one for when I get back |
| That’s if I get back, I hit it like that |
| Kick it like that, liqoured up, I’ll hitchhike back |
| I’ve done a few clubs, done a few shows |
| Done a few drugs, done a few hoes |
| Shit’s got it’s cons, shit’s got it’s pro’s |
| Keep dropping bombs, keep spitting flows |
| One thing I’ve learnt, anything goes |
| If you’re in it for the love of the music or for the doe |
| Soon as you blow, everybody wanna know |
| Who you are, where you come from and where you wanna go |
| I met this cutie with the biggest booty that I ever seen in my life history |
| Don’t ask her name cause it’s a mystery |
| Seems to me baby, she wants to be with me |
| Cause every time she walks past she’s always pushing out her titties |
| Wears tight clothes, tight enough to let me know |
| When we hit the club she wind slow, under the ultra violet light glow |
| So I know her batty shape and mate |
| When we sat our tales, when she’s shaking it to Puff and Mase |
| I’m standing at the bar with an expression on my face as if I’m in pain |
| She doing it again, looks to see if I’m looking then she continues shaking her |
| frame |
| Bussing my brain, simple and plain causing me pain ahh |
| Pretty women calling me all on my cellular |
| Saying they’re ready to take this friendship further |
| Manamana professional never a learner |
| Suzette and Jennifer said they want a money earner |
| I’ve done a few clubs, done a few shows |
| Done a few drugs, done a few hoes |
| Shit’s got it’s cons, shit’s got it’s pro’s |
| Keep dropping bombs, keep spitting flows |
| One thing I’ve learnt, anything goes |
| If you’re in it for the love of the music or for the doe |
| Soon as you blow, everybody wanna know |
| Who you are, where you come from and where you wanna go |