Rich Homie Quan - Friday Night lyrics
Rich Homie Quan [Dequantes Devontay Lamar] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Rich Homie Quan - Friday Night lyrics]
We been shinin' bright
Diamonds hittin' like dynamites
And if that Sprite's too clean
You know that's ain't my kinda of Sprite
Two bitches, one me
I'm tryna have that kind of night
I left from Wayne's too early
I'ma be back later on Friday night
I'ma get that money by Friday night
Paycheck came early
I'ma get it by Friday night
Booked a full year
I ain't had an off Friday night
Backhands and weed my nigga and Friday night
Ok, now Friday, they had the fuel
They order weed she said I'm childish
Every time I get caught cheating
She keep it private
And she don't tell nobody my secrets
And I pray by Friday
I hope that paints her down to hit
Forget about it
Baby girl don't hold that over my head
Take a look at my watch
I done fell in love with the bread
I don't need no stylist
I put this shit on with no help
Big old gun, don't need no belt
Dap you up, don't do no love
I ain't tripping 'bout nothing either
I ain't worried 'bout nothing either
I'm a big ol' dog, had another litter
And we don't talk with niggas
Playin' in the middle
And we gon' make sure the fan is straight
And we gon' keep the something in the safe
And we gon' put the money up, baby
And we ain't never worried about a hater
No, no, no
We been shinin' bright
Diamonds hittin' like dynamites
And if that Sprite's too clean
You know that's ain't my kinda of Sprite
Two bitches, one me
I'm tryna have that kind of night
I left from Wayne's too early
I'ma be back later on Friday night
I'ma get that money by Friday night
Paycheck came early
I'ma get it by Friday night
Booked a full year
I ain't had an off Friday night
Backhands and weed my nigga and Friday night
Diamonds hittin' like dynamites
And if that Sprite's too clean
You know that's ain't my kinda of Sprite
Two bitches, one me
I'm tryna have that kind of night
I left from Wayne's too early
I'ma be back later on Friday night
I'ma get that money by Friday night
Paycheck came early
I'ma get it by Friday night
Booked a full year
I ain't had an off Friday night
Backhands and weed my nigga and Friday night
Ok, now Friday, they had the fuel
They order weed she said I'm childish
Every time I get caught cheating
She keep it private
And she don't tell nobody my secrets
And I pray by Friday
I hope that paints her down to hit
Forget about it
Baby girl don't hold that over my head
Take a look at my watch
I done fell in love with the bread
I don't need no stylist
I put this shit on with no help
Big old gun, don't need no belt
Dap you up, don't do no love
I ain't tripping 'bout nothing either
I ain't worried 'bout nothing either
I'm a big ol' dog, had another litter
And we don't talk with niggas
Playin' in the middle
And we gon' make sure the fan is straight
And we gon' keep the something in the safe
And we gon' put the money up, baby
And we ain't never worried about a hater
No, no, no
We been shinin' bright
Diamonds hittin' like dynamites
And if that Sprite's too clean
You know that's ain't my kinda of Sprite
Two bitches, one me
I'm tryna have that kind of night
I left from Wayne's too early
I'ma be back later on Friday night
I'ma get that money by Friday night
Paycheck came early
I'ma get it by Friday night
Booked a full year
I ain't had an off Friday night
Backhands and weed my nigga and Friday night