friday ft. Lance Jackson Lyrics

Thank God that it's Friday

Woke up feeling like the best

I just ran up on a check

Don't know why, but I'ma flex

Got me some green on the way

Now I feel like I'm on deck

Might smoke a half to the face

Shawty just sent me a text

She wanna link and play mind games

That shit is hardly a threat

Shawty don't know I'm a vet

I got the kicks and the jersey set, I need court and a ref

Film it and cook up a mixtape

No one can keep up with this pace

Give her the work and I leave her a mess

She text me like, "Greetings boo"

"If we link, what we gon do?"

"I heard you like anime, we'll use my TV it's cool"

"And we gon be home alone so you know it'd be a mood"

"And my shit like mizu" ooh

"Boy come smash like Izuku!"

So wassup, had to my niggas up

Hit the chat and discuss (Alright, alright, alright)

So wassup niggas, what the fuck is up?

Got some shit discuss (Okay, okay, okay)

Watchu say? Watchu saying, dawg?

Watchu say? Watchu saying, dawg?

Watchu say? Watchu saying, dawg?

Watchu say? Watchu saying, dawg?

She wanna link on Friday

Yeah of course I'ma do that

Bowling alley in my pockets

What I'm saying, it's a few racks

Lil booties getting loved on

No babies cause the glove's on

Getting busy cause the suns on

In her booty where my thumb's going

That's a lil too detailed

Lil mama working retail

She a woman, not a female

All my women do is eat well

Lil Sally selling sea shells

Baddest in Massachusetts, she being classy for you

When she with me she a nudist, that's just the truth

And we getting dinner at Ruth's Chris of course (Aye)

I pay a hunnid for sword fish, man that shit better come with a sword (Aye)

Shorty the baddest and whoever did her nails deserve an award

I pull up like skrt, I'm right at your door

Right after I leave she asking for more

Yeah that's mi amor

Yeah

So wassup, so wassup, so wassup