Friday Night Lyrics - Scarface

Featuring cj mack 

Intro: scarface 

Damn this a bitch 

We ain't gotta motherfuckin thing 

Ring cj do what he doin in cali for ni a 

(hello?) 

Hey wuz up nigga it's face 

(what up fizzace?) 

Feelin i'm gone come fuck wit you 

(come on down loco) 

Ai please have some bitches please 

(ha ha ha) ha ha ha 

Verse 1 (cj mack scarface) 

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Locc i been hustlin all week 

Tonight's the night i dips 'n try to step up in a freak 

I call this ho named tiki, she got homies we can twist 

All we need's some chronic and a motherfuckin fifth 

Is you wit me locc? 

What's mine is yours and what's yours is mines 

When i'm in houston you be treatin me fine 

I scoop you up in l.a.x. around 6 

I scootch you through the hood, then we gone get up in these tricks 

It's friday night 

Two players in a black 5-0-0 

Slidin down the shore, gettin at every fly ho 

I'm wit my homey, ain't nobody set trippin 

Drops my shit off at his house and then we kept flippin 

Now see y'know your nigga don't sleep 

Homey enough and see 

Well, hand your nigga some heat 

So i can feel warm in these cold ass l.a. streets 

Now hook ya nigga wit some l.a. freaks, baby 

It's friday night 

Photos 

Hook: cj mack 

Straight sellin with my texas g 

Stayin sucka free as i l-o-c 

It's friday night 

Verse 2 

[cj mack] 

Two players on a hoodrat chase 

You niggas can't see me and you can't see my nigga face 

[scarface] 

First thang we do is hit the club 

I'm seein hella bitches in the corners tryin to show your homey love 

This bitch is fly as a bird 

And gotta ass that could swang from california all the way up thru 

Pittsburgh 

[cj mack] 

Hold up locc (what?) 

I know that flea 

She been out 'n club hoppin since '83 (ain't this a bitch) 

And the bitch is still hoin 

See, get at broke bitch and fake smile and keep strollin locc (riiiight!) 

See them busters in the corner, they don't like my hood 

I don't like their hood so it ain't all good 

So keep ya eyes on em 

Cos if it? line, we gotta slide on em 

Ride on em 

[scarface] 

I gots no problem kickin dust up wit punk ass little busters 

Who wants to try to buck us, we grab these guns and bust em 

I gots that tena millimetre in tha parkin lot 

[cj mack] fuck em locc, we gots some bitches at the mariott 

Hook 

Verse 3: (cj mack, scarface) 

You motherfuckers better chill 

Before you fuck around and lose and get your cap peeled 

Jumps on the elevator, hops off the six floor 

Knocks on the door of room 604 

Gets greeted by the biggest pair of thighs you wanna see 

With a pair just like a *? mona?* homegirl g 

See, vee like the mix and vee like the twist of em 

Face, you can hit it first and then we can switch 

It ain't no fun if my homey can't twist a bitch 

I'll dare ya ass to try to run that 2pac shit 

I goes high-ho silver like the fuckin moan ranger 

Playin here's out my dick inside a total fuckin stranger 

You fuckin with a texas cowboy, i puts it down boy 

You ready for the second go (you know it!) 

I go two or three hours and i'm sendin these bitches off on their way 

(see ya!) you's a fool cj! 

(nigga, how you like the southern california freakin?) 

Dogg, i'll be back every motherfuckin weekend 

It's friday night 

Hook: cj mack 

Straight sellin with my texas og 

Stayin sucka free as i l-o-c 

It's friday night 

You motherfuckers better lay back 

(cos you can't see that face) 

Or it's just the nigga c-mack 

Outro: cj mack 

Yeah mr scarface and cj mack 

Puttin in much work for rap-a-lot and rap-a-lot west for the 9-5 

You motherfuckers better stay down 

Cos y'all punks couldn't see us with ultrasound 

Coward 

[scarface] you motherfuckers couldn't see us with glasses on 

He he, y'knowhuti'msayin?