'Bout to tell y'all about the Palladium Me and my boys, the Joneses crew in the house Kick it Yo, it's the end of the day and it's Friday Ahmad how '
ya'll we gonna dance tonight At the streets ya'll til the early light So bring the noise all the boys We gonna shine shine shine, now put me out! *
2. Down by the river on a Friday night She popped right out of the Disney machine Pyramid of cans in the pale moonlight She started out so innocent and
what boys like, I know what they want I know what boys like, boys like I know what boys like, I know what they want I know what boys like, boys like me
kush and Ciroc, bitch, I think my heart stop Every night's a weekend, every day's a Friday night You ain't seen nothin' yet, bitch, this just my Friday
love with me Roc-a-Fella lock the whole block down Wednesday's I'm up in Shine, Cheetah's Monday night I'm fuckin' with the model chicks Friday night at light
other fools here to make me fall out? JASON With love's light wings did I o'er-perch these walls For stony limits cannot hold love out And what love
pumps- check. Two pairs of saddle toes in white- right. Ten pairs goulashes for the rain, And one shoe salesman going quietly insane Another Friday night
what boys like I know what they want I know what boys like, boys like I know what boys like I know what they want I know what boys like, boys like me
's just dynamites, on Friday night It's dynamite, it's on Friday night Oh Friday night It's all right, all right, wired It's dynamites, on Friday nights
the light Bout to be VIP for the night Shorty in the drop top V made a right Pull up to her bumper baby, beeped twice Jumped out the whip like I
lights It's the high It's the roar of a crowd on a Friday night And everybody's screamin out yeah, yeah, yeah And everybody's singing out yeah, yeah,
what boys like I know what they want I know what boys like, boys like I know what boys like I know what they want I know what boys like, boys like me [
hes gonna meet a girl there gonna loose there mates there gonna stay out late Cuz he is lovin' the crowd. BIG MUSIC YELL OUT VOLUMES BLASTIN' OUT BEAR AND HORMONES BRIGHT LIGHTS
backyard Daddy's boys, yeah, you know how they like to fight When they sleep, he swears they're angels He wouldn't trade a day for all those Friday nights
Friday night out with my mates Speeding out of my head chatting up some birds Then this guy started to pick a fight So he got a bottle across his face