Friday Night

Friday night, could be the night we would establish this Maison Margiela, all over my attire, you could tell by how I fuse Walking on the Parkway, couldn't revise my sight, cause my time froze Woo, city light, shinin' bright with no Metro Trip to Atlanta, by the time I fill my Petrol I just put a chrome heart in front of the side of my jeans, yeah Talkin' to God every day, told the nurse I don't need no IV, yeah Realist, it's a gets, but I promise, studying you, it's a whole lot of peace, yeah I don't wanna lose no more Miss a couple of friends and family all over the West, yeah Everything that came along my way, I'm pickin' advice too And she said, this love can never fade away, you're nice too Woo, she treat me like a king and I'm treatin' like a queen Sunday morning, drivin' the highway just to go see this butte Tell of her love story, one of the places that ain't have no clue Show me the one for me, doing this listen party without no cue And decisions like we're makin' only down in two ways Heard a song, it made me think that was lucky Dube I'm drippin' hard on my style without a Louis woo Let's go okay let's go Friday night, could be the night we would establish this Maison Margiela, all over my attire, you could tell by how I fuse Walking on the Parkway, couldn't revise my sight, cause my time froze Woo, city light, shinin' bright with no Metro Trip to Atlanta, by the time I fill my Petrol