Tell me what's it gonna hurt To have a little drink after work? We made it to the middle of the week And I'm thinking that I'm probably gonna need To get to know you casually Just having fun, two for one Watch a good time get a little better Ain't no

Are you ready for a good time Then get ready for the night line She make you fly You all breathe it, we all need it Who all need it, who all need it Are you ready Sweet apple pie Standing in the street Hands outta line

Ooh, I need a dirty woman Ooh, I need a dirty girl I am just a new boy Stranger in this town Where are all the good times? Who's gonna show this stranger around? Will some woman in this desert land Make me feel like a real man?

Fuck fake friends, we don't need 'em And I ain't got the time, money on my mind Only thing they're good for is leaving I'll say it to your face, fuck fake friends I've had it up to the ceiling Is there anybody real out here? Got my middle, middle up

I, I'm just thinking about you You just change my life for good Now it's time for me to thank you And to see that I love you baby I, I'm here for you anytime If you need me you know where I am Ladies, lady, lady, ladies only you can say that you know me

And I'm tired and I don't wanna sleep I wanna have fun It's time for a good time Oh, I've been workin' all week I need a good time Yeah, I've been workin' all week I've been workin' all week (Good time)

I time bomb But good things come to those who wait 'Cause she laid me And mom and dad posses the key Instant slavery No need to explain the plan No need to even bother I'll pack my bags I swear I'll run Wish my friends were 21

We're gonna have a good time It's gonna be a big night It's gonna be a big big big big big big night Started (hey!) We gonna party like it's the end of the world I need a pick me up Round round round

Got a good thing goin' with a bad bitch You know who to call when you need it Wish I had another you, I'm greedy Sometimes like that nigga get greedy Got damn I fell in love with a bad bitch You know that every time you leave me Even though I know how

I don't need Dom Perignon, I don't need Cris Tanqueray and Alize, I don't need shit Nigga, I'm high all the time, I smoke that good shit I stay high all the time, man, I'm on some hood shit Give me some dro, purple haze and some chocolate Give me a dutch