Friday evening and the sun is going down Every city, every town Friday evening and the people in my neighborhood Know tonight is going to be all good (eh eh eh) All
we go Friday evening and the sun is going down Every city, every town Friday evening and the people in my neighborhood Know tonight is going to be all good All
Traduzione: All 4 One. Venerdì notte.
down flat Run in and out, click clack of packs 4 niggas 4 keys, 4 tryin to play I gotta correct it, split it 4 ways I'm about having things, thats all
Friday a yuh birthday Girl, wild out cause dis a not your work day you a hype one,gal,you a right one gal just keep on swing it all night long Just free
it was her room I didn't know it [x4] I left my phone off of the hook one Friday night You got pissed off and called my friend I tried all week to figure
a 4-3-50 motor Now you know this wasn't no bitch She had a nigga nuttin' quick and she could suck a good dick I was all up in it, situation was faulty
of Bangor, Maine Those Friday night lights at those hometown games Man they mean everything From Wall Street, New York To West L.A. There?s all kind
station to fill up the tank 4 niggas rollin, I better watch out for the gank Move, it was smooth, one of the fools jumped out Started poppin all this
We get funk-stupid with this beat Get stupid witht these rhymes I be bussin, yo Yo 4-5 knahmsayin, yo, check it out Y'knahmsayin, last night and shit, Friday
feet away's the door In St. Andrew's hall not a stray slidin all over the place Sprays one bitch in the face another one of 'em came through the wall
Cortez With Them Chuck Taylor Kicks- Ditchin' Highschool Just To Kick It With The Click- Gather Up The Homies- Hit The San Jo Strip- Friday Saturday- Party All Night
(feat. Phil Da Agony) Es muy bueno! [Defari] It's Friday night... I call up B Fin I'ma fly by with the Henn He on deck with a zone of cush I'm fresh
these diamonds on my neck got protron in my cup (come on) if you want come and get it shawty I don't give a fuck see it's Friday night And I just got
Intro: B-Legit Mobb shit bitch I know you know But check game doe Verse One: B-Legit, E-40 I'm in the S-E 4-double-oh Sitting real low, stick in the
aimin for six feet away's the door In St. Andrew's hall not a stray slidin all over the place Sprays one bitch in the face another one of 'em came through
when I feel nice (P: Are you sure man?) Are you kidding me man? That stuff in there, that stuff in there taste like fruit punch I could drink that all night
fuck in 9-4 Told me that nigga got a Coupe, and gave me the scoop on his hoe Told me they both like it go, to the club on Friday night Caught him leaving
