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Friday night is coming so you're saving all your money |
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Cause you need to buy some buds and some beer |
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You won't be doin nothing cause you spent up all your money |
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So you smoke until you choke and drink your beer all alone |
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You drank up all your beer and you're feeling fine |
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You look up at the clock, it's only quarter till nine |
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So you woof a bunch of munchies cause there's nothing to do |
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But when you find they don't mix, you're chunkin' mulligans stew |
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Now you're moving up |
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Smoking major league base balls |
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Your price is getting higher each hit |
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The night keeps getting longer, a couple hits will make you stronger |
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So ya smoke another 8-ball and get deeper in debt |
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You've got this young blonde |
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Who's as thin as a dime |
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She's inhaling all your blow and leaving nothing behind |
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As your debt keeps coming with the rising sun |
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When you look for what you want you know that she'll be gone (You got it) |
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Jesus Christ is coming |
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So we've got to get ready |
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For broad is the road to death |
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Jesus hasn't come to call the righteous (but the sinners) |
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For all have fallen short of the glory of |
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God |
