And couldn't tell the difference between whoppers and caviar
What's the track, what's the track girl?
All I wanted to do was freestyle and get a name
I used to work at the fast food restaurant
All my hoodlums say
To my people who don't got no job
You don't have to cook me breakfast
Thank God it's Friday
Inhale, exhale smoke grasses
'Cause her man got so many uzi's you'd think he was Cadivi
Thank God it's Friday
To my people that don't got no job
All my hoodlums say
I don't feel like cookin' you no breakfast
Thank God it's Friday
To my people who don't wanna go to work
She don't wanna, she don't wanna work on Monday
He'd be part of my charity
This mornin'
I, I wanna thank my hood
I wanna thank my hood
Don't let them pimp you like Goldy
Do your mom now you act so berserk
Thank God it's Friday
What's the track, what's the track yo?
What's the track, what's the track yo?
And I didn't want the Marvin route
And to my man G Swar Rest in Piece
I wanna thank my hood
Well you don't have to cook me breakfast
For the love of money I know kids who'll slit your throat
To my people who don't wanna go to work
Low Income, I stay so hungry that if 50 Cent came to rob me
But you can't scare Suzie
It said to tell New York I ain't sleepin'
All the ladies sing
Should my rhyme start with the hook
Crystal clear so they could shine like wit diamonds
Before the fame way before things changed
All the ladies sing
'Cause I play wit the Comodores and be like Lionel Richie
Man they found her under the sheets with a letter from the Son of Sam
Thank God it's Friday
This mornin'
Polices in the area, but ain't no need to panic
Yo, it's Friday
And tell Sony they better have my money
I still poor liquor 1 draw on the cocoa leaf
For makin' me a star before I had fast cars
I, I wanna thank my hood
Cover me she's 'bout to put up her skirt
At 17 I left the house 'cause my father was a minister
If not, then we gonna make CNN
You wit Wyclef you getting in
She don't wanna, she don't wanna work on Monday
She don't wanna she don't wanna work on Monday
Yo, it's Friday
'Cause your girlfriend will after you leave
Everyday it's Friday
Start with the hook
Cover me she's 'bout to put up her skirt
It's such a shame what happened last week
Everyday it's Firday
Yo, to my people cuttin' here in the shops
Thank God it's Friday
You want to be clubbin' then you better pack your heat in
To the thugs sweatin' up in the chop shops
Thank God it's Friday
MC's in the industry you wanna tip?
Friday the 13th Jason wit a trench coat
What's goin on today to sell a song you need a video with soft porn
What's the track, what's the track girl?
For minimum wage dreamin I'm on stage
To the thugs sweatin' up in the chop shops
To my people cuttin' here in the shops
She don't wanna she don't wanna work on Monday
Do your mom know you act so berserk?
I don't feel like cookin' you no breakfast
Meanwhile, she's getting her nails done
Thank God it's Friday
