Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song TGIF, artist - Jon Connor.
Date of issue: 25.07.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
TGIF |
Friday night, friday night |
Life feeling like friday night |
2000 worth of 1's on the floor |
When I leave I’m |
I made this my real life |
Show you what if feels like |
2000 worth of 1's on the floor |
When I leave I’m |
35 shows, 35 hoes |
35 condoms on my dresser, yes sir |
Now I’m back up on my playa shit |
And even got a stating shit |
Testing with my niggas on |
Y’all know so we made this shit |
I fly the cabin NYC I’m feelin' like I made it |
With all this work I’m puttin' in I feel like I’m the greatest |
I say there ain’t realer than me a succesors hesitation |
And life will test you everyday is an examination |
It ain’t no gray, life is black and white it’s segregation |
So I’m saying fuck the world this is penetration |
My first studio tape recorded in my basement |
I’m in Miami all for hard work and dedication |
Acting like a motherfucker that ain’t had shit |
'Cause I remember all the days that I ain’t had shit |
I can’t explain to you how I feel |
To reach your goal within your soul |
'Cause you was told that this shit wasn’t real |
Haters state what shit to say |
I ain’t give a motherfucker |
Now I’m in these magazines, that shit lift my mother up |
Ok let me sum it up, er’day it’s A squad |
Everyday we work hard, just so we can play hard |
(Hook) |
Friday night, friday night |
Life feeling like friday night |
2000 worth of 1's on the floor |
When I leave I’m |
I made this my real life |
Show you what if feels like |
2000 worth of 1's on the floor |
When I leave I’m |
35 shows, 35 hoes |
35 condoms on my dresser, yes sir |
Now I’m back up on my playa shit |
And even got a stating shit |
Testing with my niggas on |
Y’all know so we made this shit |
Grind it, people say I change since I been getting money |
Just my adress, my whip, my chains since I been getting money |
Now I don’t complain since I’ve been getting money |
Funny how bitches look at me strange since I’ve been getting money |
Being broke look really lame since I’ve been getting money |
No more pourly clouded days or rain since I’ve been getting money |
Now niggers hate me hard since I’ve been getting money |
So what they strap it, playing smart since I’ve been getting money |
Bless me 'cause I prayed for this shit |
Spin it like it’s nothing can’t believe I paid for this shit |
Proposed to the game, I ain’t got engaged to this bitch |
Remained sucker free, fake I don’t engage in the shit |
Everyday is like a maze, but I found ways to get rich |
Fucking with this money while you getting laid with your bitch |
Getting to this money got me getting laid with your bitch |
I’m convinced, I'm the shit, that my baddest, that your chick? |
(Hook) |
Friday night, friday night |
Life feeling like friday night |
2000 worth of 1's on the floor |
When I leave I’m |
I made this my real life |
Show you what if feels like |
2000 worth of 1's on the floor |
When I leave I’m |
35 shows, 35 hoes |
35 condoms on my dresser, yes sir |
Now I’m back up on my playa shit |
And even got a stating shit |
Testing with my niggas on |
Y’all know so we made this shit |
I gotta get it so I don’t waste no minutes |
Eyes on the prize clock keep ticking |
Know so it ain’t no chilling 'bout my business |
While I’m tryin' to make my millions |
Set backs we don’t accept that |
Fly the sky where my nest at |
On the ground where her dress at |
Keep hoes wherever I rest that |
Back in the day, told my folks |
I had no attention, no backing away |
Are you mad? |
I’m fresh to death |
Every verse that I write like I’m passing away |
Such, nigga pass the plate |
When I bless these verses |
Niggas is cursed, 'cause it turned to a funeral service |
Hope you ain’t hear what the past has to say, shit |
Daddy took on some bruises, |
Ain’t never on started losing |
And the haters clueless |
All the shit that I did tryin' to do this music |
God would never waste a moment |
Haters know that I be on it |
Blowin' up is all I ever wanted |
The hoes is just a bonus |
They told me reach up to the stars |
And know I’m chilling in the sky |
I ain’t never seen these many bottles poppin' on my life |
I don’t listen to the haters they irrelevant |
I ain’t never said I’m living like I wanted a settlement |
(Hook) |
Friday night, friday night |
Life feeling like friday night |
2000 worth of 1's on the floor |
When I leave I’m |
I made this my real life |
Show you what if feels like |
2000 worth of 1's on the floor |
When I leave I’m |
35 shows, 35 hoes |
35 condoms on my dresser, yes sir |
Now I’m back up on my playa shit |
And even got a stating shit |
Testing with my niggas on |
Y’all know so we made this shit |