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And I'll be crushin' it Every week has a weekend By this time Friday night night I'll be done with my third can Of cold Bud Light I'll be crushin' it Yeah, I'll be crushin' it Oh Oh, I'll be crushin' it I sure could use an attaboy

Call my job And And today I got a 1000 bugs Tell the boss I won't be in I said, call my job To tell my boss I won't be in Oh Oh, you can tell him I'm sick Tell him anything But I just had too much weekend 'Cause Saturday night night I caught the horses

It's a bring your own booze contribution We got beer and and good old boys, good old girls Gettin' backwards in a backwoods world Sunday morning we'll have a get-right reunion Oh Oh, but tonight it's on, pass the jar around Get so far gone we come unwound We

Well, then a 'nuff gettoh youths no have no place to go Live night night and day roaming in the gettoh Nuff gettoh youths ain't got no place of their own Give them some place that they can call their home Well, then a 'nuff politions telling poor people lies

And I'll be crushin' it Every week has a weekend By this time Friday night night I'll be done with my third can Of cold Bud Light I'll be crushin' it Yeah, I'll be crushin' it Oh Oh, I'll be crushin' it I sure could use an attaboy

All night night and all day Just me and and you 'Cause with you I like to stay out late Girl you my favorite boo Yea you my favorite boo Girl with you I like to stay out late OH OH OH OH OH OH OH OH OH OH OH OH It's Lil Boat I need a hunnid for the show

And I'll be crushin' it Every week has a weekend By this time Friday night night I'll be done with my third can Of cold Bud Light I'll be crushin' it Yeah, I'll be crushin' it Oh Oh, I'll be crushin' it I sure could use an attaboy

Both day and and night night and night night and day You're gonna see a lot of me I'm gonna get you, I'm gonna get you I'll make you love me, wait and and see I'm gonna haunt you, I'm gonna haunt you Oh Oh what a pest I'm gonna be I'll be the spoon in your coffee The knife

Waiting to wake up one day and and find That I let all these years go by Oh Oh, I don't wanna keep on wishing, missing The still of the morning, the color of the night night I ain't spending no more time Oh Oh, I don't wanna spend my life jaded Standing at the back door