Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday's a workday but Friday's my day off (Friday night, just got paid... Day off) Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday,Thursday's a work day but Friday's my day off/ A nigga put my mind at ease, I've been thuggin' everyday this week
Asu
What's today? Friday/ Ya'll know my way is the highway/ Both kinds of Bud is what I love/ Especially yours with you onside and buck naked at grub/ And later on tonight I'm goin' to the club lookin' at ya'll wind and grind, just a rub-a-dub/ Got nothin' but slugs for thugs takin' em out/ Braggin' I'm thinkin' of takin' this nigga out with my real bitches/ I'm playin' that Hood King, what worst thing could happen? Not just thugs but gangstas be all strappin'/ Not broads but thugged out bitches/ What better way to welcome the first day of the weekend/ And Kray know I'm takin' straight shots of Henn laced with Bub sippin' Dub, don't know how this thang ends/ But I bet I know how this thang ends; A nigga try me and this will become his last Friday
Krayzie Bone
Well nigga we got on the hustle all of the time, on the motherfuckin' grind/ And by the end of the week we gon' want to recline, get high and free my mind/ Gettin' fucked up is the vibe as we ride, we dip in the Benz/ Sippin' on this new shit we invented Henn mixed with Gin/ Nigga roll up the blunt and pass me some Syn/ Don't give a damn niggas gon' floss me some, bam we put the tickas in the lex-o four double o/ And nigga we come to party but you motherfuckers know not to be plottin' my dough/ We never be trippin' on no static and if we trip off we handle that and now we on a mission to get lifted nigga what's happenin'/ We stagger to the bar we'd been already drinkin' before we got her in the car/ My niggas got the head start lovin' us niggas be mean mockin' us ain't just because we thug and we don't give a fuck/ But we get humble when we step in the place/ But we can rumble if you step in my face and violate me space/ Other than that my niggas is fucked up havin' a hell of a time tryn' to find a spot where we can smoke and security won't be there scopin'/ Then let's hit the floor and get the crowd open/ It's definitely my day, and my day is definitely Friday
-Chorus-Krayzie-
-Outro-Krayzie-
Yeah, ThugLine nigga. Krayzie Bone a.k.a. Mister Sawed-off Leathaface. ThugLine representin' my nigga Asu. To all the real lyricist motherfuckers, we get ya'll on Friday. Just got paid, Friday night