Friday

Go to church on Sunday
Back to work on Monday
Tear it up on Tuesday
Wednesday, mellow down
Throw 'em back on Thursday
Fuck it up on Friday
Shut it down on Saturday when we hit the town

Fresh off work, I'm tryna get paid
Cash my check, I feel like I'm rich
Party all night, it's sounding like this, oh
Way too drunk, it's time to kick back
Lost my keys, and now it's too packed
Guess I'll stay the night 'til I crash, oh

I'm just coolin', minding my business
I ain't worrying about what they say
If you wanna know how I'm doing
No complaints
Never know how to go little
Show these wins off in they face
No regrets, I'm living life my way

Go to church on Sunday
Back to work on Monday
Tear it up on Tuesday
Wednesday, mellow down
Throw 'em back on Thursday
Fuck it up on Friday
Shut it down on Saturday when we hit the town

I wish every day was Friday
I wish every day was Friday
(I wish, I wish) I wish every day was Friday

No, I can't complain
And, no, I'm not ashamed (no, I'm not ashamed)
Giving my whole life (giving my whole life)
Just day by day

Go to church on Sunday
Back to work on Monday
Tear it up on Tuesday
Wednesday, mellow down
Throw 'em back on Thursday
Fuck it up on Friday
Shut it down on Saturday when we hit the town

I wish every day was Friday
(I wish, I wish) I wish every day was Friday
(I wish, I wish) I wish every day was Friday
I wish every day was Friday



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Writer(s): Tramar Dillard, Mishon Tarique Ratliff, Dwight Watson, Shawn St Cyr, Keegan Bach, Kyle Stemberger, Kevin Yancey, Kenneth Page, Keith Turner, Sheldon Ferguson, Joshua Allen Mojica Hui
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