Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Have A Good Time, artist - Nonchalant.
Date of issue: 25.03.1996
Song language: English
Have A Good Time |
You can have a good time anytime that you wanna have a good time |
You can have a good time anytime that you wanna have a good time |
You can have a good time anytime that you wanna have a good time |
You can have a good time anytime that you wanna have a good time |
You can have a good time anytime that you wanna have a good time |
You can have a good time |
It’s Saturday night, I’m on the usual standing in the long line |
Waiting for my hand to be stamped so I can get mine |
It’s never me and who, it’s always the same crew |
Me with a few ends rollin' with a few friends |
Fake smiles, yeah we got 'em in the pocket books |
For all them frontin' niggas with the rented cars that wanna look |
Music blastin' in the cars while they passin' |
Mini skirts high, hoping we can catch an eye |
To get a duplicate number from the last week |
You rap outside but inside the club you can’t speak |
Talkin' bout yeah, you wanna keep it real on the phone |
But got me on the list just to bone |
I don’t think so, let me mingle, cause I’m single |
Movin' to the next man, with a drink in my hand |
It’s all about a good time on the weekend |
Party on the Sunday when you should be sleeping |
Gin, juice and tonics, stereophonics got me open |
Swayin' up the crowd make you wanna go wild so high |
Can’t stop Cause you feel good |
When you brushin' thighs catchin' eyes off the guys when you walk by |
It’s Saturday night, now can you see this |
And if it wasn’t packed in the club it wouldn’t be this good |
All the fellas from the hood |
Be givin' out your number all night if you could |
Relaxing, no pistol packin', now what’s this feelin' |
Temperature’s risin', bass lines through the cieling |
Time to get a drink, I think champagne will do |
Pass a glass to me, and slide four bottles to my crew |
Why I thought you knew, that Nonchalant will make you feel right |
It’s past midnight, and this funk’s tight |
It’s all about a good time on the weekend |
Party on the Sunday when you should be sleeping |
]From inside to outside, fellas on the slow ride |
Creepin' while they peepin' out the jeep an' damn |
Yeah I feel like swayin' |
And if you ever fronted all night yeah you know what I’m saying |
But oh, what I’m feeling, and you know I’m willing |
To give it to you like it is so you know you’re dealing |
With the true one, big fun, hell I 'fess |
If I roll past you’re house then you’re best to get dressed |
While I’m sippin', still trippin' off the last week |
Honeyz makin' moves but they still can’t catch me |
Cause I’m swervin', been in ever curve an' |
Checkin' out the scenen so I’m just observing |
]From a 8−50, ladies are you wit' me |
And if you want’s to roll, holler, can you come get me |
Cause it ain’t no joke when we creepin' |
Yeah, just party on the Sunday when you should be sleeping |
(ad libs till fade…) |
A’yo turn that shit off!!! |