Tana - dis friday nite yuh lyrics
Steven Lewis
[Tana - dis friday nite yuh lyrics]
If you're not with it, get with it, bitch
(Yeah! Yeah) yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
I remixed her favorite song
Take a hit straight out the bong
If you know it, sing along, this Friday night
Bad bitches with no clothes on and
They all gon' sing my songs
Oh oh, this Friday night
She smell like a minibar
DJ passed out in the yard
Need a vacay' or a cruise
Your bitch strippin' in my room
Pictures of last night ended
Up online, I'm screwed, Oh well
It's a blacked out blur, I'm in
A black t-shirt, it rules, Damn
This Friday night
Yeah, she took all of her clothes off
Think we took too many shots
Think we kissеd, but I forgot, yeah
Yeah, we crackеd some credit cards and
Got kicked out of the bar
So we hit the boulevard, last Friday night
Yeah, I stay breaking laws
Always say I'm a star
But you know I went out, last Friday night
My brother Arnie keep a Glock
Niggas want smoke, they get popped, oh oh
This Friday night
Do it all again (Do it all again) , yeah
Do it all again, yeah this Friday night
I remixed her favorite song
Take a hit straight out the bong
If you know it, sing along, this Friday night
Bad bitches with no clothes on and
They all gon' sing my songs
Oh oh, this Friday night (Oh oh, yeah)
(Do it all again, do it all again)
Yeah, do it all again (All)
(All again, yeah, yeah)
Friday night (Do it all)
Do it all again (Yeah)