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Friday Night Video (MV)




Performed By: Gingervitis
Length: 2:05
Written by: Tyler Brown




Gingervitis - Friday Night Lyrics
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Can't do you any favors if it ain't involving paper, oh yeah
Feds show up, make ya boys all sing like Frozen
Cold as f*ck, diamonds on my pinky ring look frozen
Smoking til my voice is raspy, lungs black like Roseann
This life was meant for me, sometimes I wonder if I chose it
Sometimes I feel like Neo, like I'm chosen
When I rhyme, bet you find your third eye open
If not, you're a hater or your soul's broken
I'ma G, I said baby come with me
I can give you what you need, I can fly you over seas
You don't even gotta worry, I can pay up all your fees
I'ma hustle, buy you jewelry, ice you out until you freeze
Big ol' T, that Tesla whip, we won't even need a key
Big ol' home with empty rooms, home alone is where I be
And I do too many drugs, I can smell it in my pee
No I don't got many friends, but I got some enemies
I'ma take it to the death what you really said to me
Friday night I just stay home
What do you know about being alone
Saturday night I don't go out
I stay at home, alone in my house
Friday night I just stay home
What do you know about feeling alone
Saturday night I don't go out
I stay at home, alone in my house
Friday night I lay low
I just want to stay home
I just want my pesos
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that
Friday night I lay low
I just want to stay home
I just want my pesos
Friday night I just stay home
What do you know about feeling alone
Saturday night I don't go out
I stay at home, alone in my house
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Can't do you any favors if it ain't involving paper, oh yeah
Feds show up, make ya boys all sing like Frozen
Cold as f*ck, diamonds on my pinky ring look frozen
Smoking til my voice is raspy, lungs black like Roseann
This life was meant for me, sometimes I wonder if I chose it
Sometimes I feel like Neo, like I'm chosen
When I rhyme, bet you find your third eye open
If not, you're a hater or your soul's broken
I'ma G, I said baby come with me
I can give you what you need, I can fly you over seas
You don't even gotta worry, I can pay up all your fees
I'ma hustle, buy you jewelry, ice you out until you freeze
Big ol' T, that Tesla whip, we won't even need a key
Big ol' home with empty rooms, home alone is where I be
And I do too many drugs, I can smell it in my pee
No I don't got many friends, but I got some enemies
I'ma take it to the death what you really said to me
Friday night I just stay home
What do you know about being alone
Saturday night I don't go out
I stay at home, alone in my house
Friday night I just stay home
What do you know about feeling alone
Saturday night I don't go out
I stay at home, alone in my house
Friday night I lay low
I just want to stay home
I just want my pesos
Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that
Friday night I lay low
I just want to stay home
I just want my pesos
Friday night I just stay home
What do you know about feeling alone
Saturday night I don't go out
I stay at home, alone in my house
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Writer: Tyler Brown
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