verse 1: The stars go down, the sun is here, comfort planning to disappear. You've had enough, start to pack your bags, I'd like think you'd stay. chorus
drill none of it's real celebrity I dont let any of it get to me I am more mystery mentally and physically Yeah I've seen the bright lights ever so vividly Party with the star
if you stood here mama, I know you'd understand, yeah It's the lights, it's the high It's the roar of a crowd on a Friday night And everybody's screaming
get it, Friday fun tonight In the darkness, it's not hard to miss I can't resist, I need your kiss Skintight baby, all right Turn out the light and
Sun down Friday night up on city lights here I go start it out I like Dressed up out the door so damn ready for one night maybe more I like I like Red
When you shine so right, All the ladies dressed like a Friday night, Yeah, will you shine your lights? That we all grow wings and it's all right! Gee!
this tape, never gonna hate Ima come through bouncin on my scrap plate yeeea yeeee (Kerry) Im gonna smoke some fuckin blunts, pop the fuckin trunk the neon lights
, Rugged Man right I rip right tight, like to fight, white knight Blue eyed bright Christ white, nighty night light Toys R Us light bright white, simple light
rests, TV's in 'em Best in the nation, on this playstation The Don Daata, gotta get you hotter Been a buck naked nigga smokin' water On a Friday, the
It's a Friday 13th, of course You won't live to see noon I am a prophet of doom I am a prophet of doom So now the star has fallen Washing away the seas
exactly how it's properly done Lights, camera, action! A rap pro, do a show, good to go, also Cameo afro, virgo, domino, I go rambo Gigolo, romeo, friday
stunna when it comes to the east In the Jag with the .40 cal under the seat Nigga this is my block, Name a nigga who run me out Friday come, you and you
is cool but we're not going home And we can do anything we wanna do It's all up to me and you Turn this park into a club, the stars are lights And the
I'd keep it small and rough Full of third shift dreamers And high school love I'd keep the Church of Christ And the bowling alley open Where the Bud light
to Wait 'til you hear from me Wait - that's all you've got to Wait... [verse 2] When she arrived in the city of the stars Blinded by the lights, a burning
your pretty eyes, your pretty eyes Look at all the stars up in the sky They look alive I wonder what's on the other side It's full of light Maybe I
I gave away my first real kiss in the rain on a Friday night To the star of the football team, underneath the stadium lights I cried the day he told me
