Lyrics

I'm spending all of my dough I'm spending all of my cash All this money that I ever had I put that shit on my tab 12 o'clock and i'm fucked up Oh damn, i'm smashed I got fine women, and fine drinks I'm tryna' make this shit last Its Friday Thank god lil' homie its Friday (Let me get it) get it on a Friday Thank god lil' homie its Friday Yeah, I got to the club And its turnt the fuck up And its hots as a sauna What a surprise Look at that girl Damn, she thinks she's hot as Rihanna She thinks she a young Madonna I'd give that 7, or 8 at the best 9 if i'm starring down straight at your chest 10 if i'm drinking as late as the chefs I'll say i'm impressed when i see someone standin' out Not the ones handin' out booty like change They moody as Like judge Judy on stage, what? Thats an analogy, I hope you proud of me I've been undoubtably Spending much more then my salary Offers me hourly Fuck it, this liquor empowers me I'm spending all of my dough I'm spending all of my cash All this money that I ever had I put that shit on my tab 12 o'clock and i'm fucked up Oh damn, i'm smashed I got fine women, and fine drinks I'm tryna' make this shit last Its Friday Thank god lil' homie its Friday (Let me get it) get it on a Friday Thank god lil' homie its Friday Orderin' shots of tequila, that shit got me stuck in a daze I can't believe that i'm still on my feet Matter-a-fact i'm fuckin' amazed I don't think I feel my face All of this liquor keeps losing its taste Takin' these shots and I hit that shit raw While the girl at the bar says "it's better with chase" Speed up the pace 'Hit me again' I could use a couple shots to the dome If i ain't' spendin' my time by the bar Then i'm probably workin' on who to bring home I need a loan All of my money is gone Fuck it, i'm in my zone She wants to bone She said she drop me a tone 'Wait, where the fuck is my phone?' I'm spending all of my dough I'm spending all of my cash All this money that I ever had I put that shit on my tab 12 o'clock and i'm fucked up Oh damn, i'm smashed I got fine women, and fine drinks I'm tryna' make this shit last Its Friday Thank god lil' homie its Friday (Let me get it) get it on a Friday Thank god lil' homie its Friday
Writer(s): Chris Stiliadis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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