Friday Night

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

[Horace Brown]

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 niggaz wit me

My shit takes off like a rocket

While your pockets hurtin

Niggaz 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 niggaz and we be some sticky green

Holdin shit down

Niggaz 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...

[Horace Brown]

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 niggaz 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 niggaz 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

[Horace Brown]

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....