Friday Lyrics - Chemically Imbalanced - Ying Yang Twins

Fri-fri-friday 

Fri-fri-friday 

Fri-fri-friday 

See it don't really matter what yo' boss got ta say 

We can't make ya mad 

See it's pay day, you got double over time 

Ain't nothin' on yo' mind 

Time to recline, hit the club 

We gon ride 'cause it's Friday 

Friday 

Friday 

Friday 

Ain't no sweat, give me my check, let me jet 

Go get fresh, look my best 

Better then the rest, best in the flesh 

Greater then lest 

Take you the pass, yes, I'm the head 

Rub my glass, second best on the verse 

I'm the worse when I'm on tha 

When I play I look fly 

All the girls wanna, all the girls wanna 

Ride thro the hood with a Chevy dom 

The south got bottom and we love the thump 

The bass gon vibrate in the trunk 

The thump gon make the body hump 

It's Friday, it's pay day 

Everything gon' go my way day 

Everybody gonna hear what I got to say 

I'm out this bitch 'til Monday 

It's Friday, it's pay day 

Everything gon' go my way day 

Everybody gonna hear what I got to say 

I'm out this bitch 'til Monday 

I'm off the clock, I'm turning the block 

The club is the place where the party gon' rock 

I'm off the clock, I'm turning the block 

The club is the place where the party gon' rock 

You been workin' all week, didn't get much sleep 

But today is the last day, time to go play 

Get yo check, get out that bitch 

You know where to go to get crunk with it 

Hit the club, get you drank on 

Hit the dance flo', get yo' crank on 

Party over here get crunk over there 

Everybody's hands in the motherfuckin' air 

Hot but you feelin' good 

You ain't on the clock so it's all good 

You havin' you a ball, you with yo' dogs 

And the club packed from wall to wall 

See it don't really matter what yo' boss got ta say 

We can make ya mad 

See it's pay day, you got double over time 

Ain't nothin' on yo' mind 

Time to recline, hit the club 

We gon ride 'cause it's Friday 

Friday 

Friday 

Friday 

Just got paid, it's Friday night 

Hit the mall get fresh 

Hit the club tonight 

Damn right, party 'til it's time end 

On Saturday I be back again 

It's the weekend, baby, have a blast 

You thru with yo' drank 

Have anotha glass 

Get yo ass on the dance flo' 

Have some fun 

You in the middle of the crowd, nigga 

Burn you one 

They drankin', they thankin' the weekend last forever 

But before you leave the club you need to pull you together 

While you sippin' and tippin' you need to check you ride 

Because you don't want to go outside and catch a dui 

Warning Fridays usually lead to high volumes 

Of drinking, smoking and partying 

It's Friday, it's pay day 

Everything gon go my way day 

Everybody gonna hear what I got to say 

I'm out this bitch 'til Monday 

It's Friday, it's pay day 

Everything gon go my way day 

Everybody gonna hear what I got to say 

I'm out this bitch 'til Monday 

I'm off the clock, I'm turning the block 

The club is the place where the party gon' rock 

I'm off the clock, I'm turning the block 

The club is the place where the party gon' rock 

Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls 

It's with great pleasure for me 

To introduce to you my Wyclef John 

Aitte, now I know y'all crunk 

We gon keep y'all crunk 

We bringin' back that funky shit 

Ying Yang and Wyclef in this bitch 

But I would like to introduce to y'all 

My man, the wonder boy 

But y'all may know him 

As Jerry Wonder on the bass guitar