Tekster: Raheem DeVaughn. Friday (Shut The Club Down).

Friday (Shut the Club Down)

I guess you'd say
(ladies and gentlemen take it to the dance floor right now)
What can make me feel this way
(we gonna do a so so now)
(we gonna party like a three day weekend)

It's friday night and I got stacks
The club was crunk, jammed packed
Mrs. Bartender what drink is that
T-Pain Buy a Drink playin in the back
Girl tell me your name again cause I forgot
It's way too many ya'll up in this spot
But you can love club, come round 3
Lose your girlfriends n you can leave with me

First round up your friends
Jump in the car
Take her to the club
Take her to the bar
Take her to the floor
Let em know who you are
Party like a Rock Star

[x4:]
Let's shut the club down
We gonna shut the club down (aye)

I guess you'd say
What can make me feel this way
Friday, Friday, Friday, (woah oh) Friday, Friday

Man I like my beat down low
I'm a drive slow
Let that man open up my door
VIP so in we go
The whole damn club's like a video

Saturday night and I got stacks
The whole dance floor was jammed packed
Mr. DJ what jam is that
Raheem DeVaughn there palyin in the back

First round up your friends
Jump in the car
Take her to the club
Take her to the bar
Take her to the floor
Let em know who you are
Party like a Rockstar

[x4:]
Let's shut the club down
We gonna shut the club down (aye)

I guess you'd say
What can make me feel this way
Friday, Friday, Friday (woah oh) Friday, Friday

(bring it back)

[x4:]
Let's shut the club down
We gonna shut the club down (aye)

I guess you'd say
What can make me feel this way
Friday, Friday Friday, (woah oh) Friday, Friday

[x8:]
Let's shut the club down
We gonna shut the club down (aye)

Don't wanna go home but ya gotta leave
Get up outta here
I'm Tipsy, Tipsy, Tipsy
Gotta Go
Gotta leave
And I'm Tipsy, Tipsy, Tipsy