Friday Night (feat. Dabbla & Mention)

It's 8pm, Friday night

Little bit of dough and the vibe is right

I might get, shit, showered, shaved and changed

Make a little bit of dinner whilst I'm blazing grade

But wait, wa-wait

Someones blowing up my mobes

It's Jack, he's got coke and wants to throw it up my nose

Not tonight mate, I ain't into that

I wanna get a bit drunk, hit town and interact

I jump into the shower stereo on full wack

The bass shakes the house whilst I scrub my nutsack

Jump back out the shower, pair of jeans, Air Max

Splash off Hugo Boss, hoody, jacket and a cap

Strap a fat zoot for the bop, in fact

I got time to strap one for when I get back

That's if I get back, I hit it like that

Kick it like that, liqoured up, I'll hitchhike back

I've done a few clubs, done a few shows

Done a few drugs, done a few hoes

Shit's got it's cons, shit's got it's pro's

Keep dropping bombs, keep spitting flows

One thing I've learnt, anything goes

If you're in it for the love of the music or for the doe

Soon as you blow, everybody wanna know

Who you are, where you come from and where you wanna go

I met this cutie with the biggest booty that I ever seen in my life history

Don't ask her name cause it's a mystery

Seems to me baby, she wants to be with me

Cause every time she walks past she's always pushing out her titties

Wears tight clothes, tight enough to let me know

When we hit the club she wind slow, under the ultra violet light glow

So I know her batty shape and mate

When we sat our tales, when she's shaking it to Puff and Mase

I'm standing at the bar with an expression on my face as if I'm in pain

She doing it again, looks to see if I'm looking then she continues shaking her frame

Bussing my brain, simple and plain causing me pain ahh

Pretty women calling me all on my cellular

Saying they're ready to take this friendship further

Manamana professional never a learner

Suzette and Jennifer said they want a money earner

I've done a few clubs, done a few shows

Done a few drugs, done a few hoes

Shit's got it's cons, shit's got it's pro's

Keep dropping bombs, keep spitting flows

One thing I've learnt, anything goes

If you're in it for the love of the music or for the doe

Soon as you blow, everybody wanna know

Who you are, where you come from and where you wanna go