Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joshua L Ford
Songwriter
David Ray Ford
Songwriter
Jake Angel
Songwriter
Lyrics
Hey I was just about to call you, we gotta do something this weekend
That's what I'm tellin' you for real tho
Alright so check it, hit everybody up
Cuz tomorrow's gonna be dope, we goin' out
I gotchu bro
Yessir! Oh and make sure you text DeeJay
He's always the last one to commit to doin' this stuff
Bet
Alright, Get at me
We goin' out cause it's Saturday night
Put your hands up but we're not gonna fight
We're three drinks in and we feelin' alright
Lacin' up our sneakers cause we're dancin' tonight
We goin' out cause it's Saturday night
Put your hands up but we're not gonna fight
We're three drinks in and we feelin' alright
Lacin' up our sneakers cause we're dancin' tonight
Let's Party
Wakey Wakey, the week was crazy
You hit a co worker and you fired maybe
Sprained your wrist and now it's in a cast
And your car got a flat while you were on the way back
Man now they wanna charge you six bucks for gas?
Nah, tell em you can kiss my, stop it
Oh well, tonight you got a room at a
Hotel they can go to hell
Hit up seven of your friends and you out on the town
Messin' around rippin' and roarin' and tearin' it down
All eight in the club and you all ate up
If ya ex is here and you never made up
Go hit the dance floor make em really hate ya
Cause a bad break up could never fade us
Cause the vibe is strong and this yo song
It's a Saturday party and the night is young
We goin' out cause it's Saturday night
Put your hands up but we're not gonna fight
We're three drinks in and we feelin' alright
Lacin' up our sneakers cause we're dancin' tonight
Yo anybody heard from DeeJay yet?
Nah he said he'd meet us here that's what I'm sayin'
I knew he wouldn't show dude bruh's gotten old for real
Haha me too tho
Oh he just walked in, what up D?
I'm late to the party y'all
Tardy hall at Mardi Gras
Fully loaded watch me shoot my shot at every Barbie Doll
Lip service, wit purpose
It's worthless to get nervous
But just watch my ego flourish when I furnish liquid courage
Ayy, It's goin' down on a Saturday dancin' with a princess
I think it's Anne Hathaway
But I don't wanna end up in your diary before I make you mad today
I'm prolly goin' that a way
Spent a couple C-Notes
And you'll only see me dancin' to Migos
And on the way home I'ma make a pitstop for a Big Red and Flamin' Hot Fritos
We goin' out cause it's Saturday night
Put your hands up but we're not gonna fight
We're three drinks in and we feelin' alright
Lacin' up our sneakers cause we're dancin' tonight
We goin' out cause it's Saturday night
Put your hands up but we're not gonna fight
We're three drinks in and we feelin' alright
Lacin' up our sneakers cause we're dancin' tonight
We goin' out cause it's Saturday night
Put your hands up but we're not gonna fight
We're three drinks in and we feelin' alright
Lacin' up our sneakers cause we're dancin' tonight
Let's Party
Written by: David Ray Ford, Jake Angel, Joshua L Ford

