Pay Day Lyrics

Lemme talk to you real quick

I really like my new job but I

Think I'm about to quit

My lifestyle requires a certain amount of

Money and I can't do shit

Wit the paycheck that I get

And I work hard for it

But it's Friday let's get lit, aye

Just got paid

Friday night

Party jumpin

Feelin right

Booty shakin

All around

Pump that jam

That's what I'm feelin now

I be workin hard I just

Do it for the kids

She be twerkin like the rents

Due, cuz it is

I just wanna party cuz I'm up

And it's no concern of yours what's in my

Cup

Now I'm sick of workin gotta

Call out

Too much stress gotta

Clock out

She wanna pull my

C*** out

Face down, ass up

Knock out

That's a vibe; that's a mood

I'm that guy; I'm the dude

Imma slide; Imma scoop

We can chop; we can screw

Whatever you wanna do let's

Do better We outside it's

Good weather

And I'm off for the weekend

Thank God it's Friday night and I

Just got paid

Check the mirror

Lookin fly

Call up the homie

Yeah that's my guy

Spotify rockin

Them sad boy jams

Feelin the blues

From Uncle Sam

I can't wait to quit my job and get this

Money this money

I can't wait to get that bag that's waitin

For me