Friday

作词 : O'Shea Jackson/James Castor/Gato Barbieri/Johnny Pruitt/Garry Marshall Shider/David Lee Spradley/George Clinton Jr.

作曲 : O'Shea Jackson/James Castor/Gato Barbieri/Johnny Pruitt/Garry Marshall Shider/David Lee Spradley/George Clinton Jr.

You know it ain't no stoppin' all tha doggs I'm droppin'

It's Friday night so everythang is poppin'

I got skin lets spin on da hand

So let the games begin

Yakity yak, don't jump back or it's on

Callin' up Earl on the car phone

Mack 10 just got out of court rollin'

Through the hood in his super sport ropin' Too Short

Eighteens got the rear view mirrors vibratin'

And deep dish day tons, you know how we do it

Ain't nuttin' to it but the floss

Overcrowdin' Harrison walks

'Cause if ya **** wit ours, we leave scars

Out of G ride cars, livin' like stars

Might hit tha highway

On the Vegas run fool 'cause it's Friday

Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in the air

If ya don't care

Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in the air

If ya don't care

Standin' outside on a Friday livin' on the edge

'Cause we all got 'dem hard heads

It's seems like we all are waitin'

For a drive by playin' tag wit Satan

But we chillin' yeah, we ready and willin'

Ya hear about the latest west side killin'

Forty sippin', set trippin', fo' dippin'

Get the grip in, neva slippin'

BG's tryin' to hang out

But OG said, ‽Take ya little ass in the house”

My big homey just got out

Used to be down now he's just crack ad

He's bout hard as Darth Vada

In his sweat *******rt, khakis and Chuck Taylors

Just see him in the drive way

Gettin' beat like a smoka fool 'cause it's Friday

Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in the air

If ya don't care

Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in the air

If ya don't care

Why must I be like dat and chase da cat

Or settle for a hood rat

Dukie braids no dreadlocks

Flyin' in and out of jail have a chicken and a d**k

And I love her 'cause she down

To **** around with the underground nigga hound

And her ass is big round and wide

Jacked up makin' niggas down the ride

Smokin' indo, playin' dat Super Nintendo

Hear a rat, ‽Tat, tat”, on my window

Gave her ass dat pelvic thrust

Don't trust the rubber 'cause its bound the bust

In the oven, in the nappy

I had on two so I was happy

'Cause dat HIV'll make ya d**k hang sideways

And dat ain't cool fool 'cause its Friday

Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in the air

If ya don't care

Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in the air

If ya don't care

Throw the west side in da air

Throw the east side in da air

Throw the south side in da air

Throw the north side in da air

Oh, yeah