Um, it's me! And Wu
I'm with my girls, and my gays, and my theys
Duh, haha!
Ride with me, or baby fly with me, yeah
Coca cola, got the dark brown Henny, yeah
On this beat and we headed to the city, yeah
Sour Diesel got the whole gang litty, yeah
Laugh with me, or you could dance with me, yeah (Haha)
Wap wap, make them ass cheeks slap for me
Clap clap, celebrating with my bestie
We A plus, but you niggas couldn't test me
Testy, getting brain in The Stud bathroom
While you faggots getting plowed, Powerhouse backroom
Dry coochie ass nigga, why yes that's you
Is that a cigarette burn or your new tattoo? (Oop!)
And I don't mean no disrespect (Uh huh, Uh huh)
While we were coming to collect (Ugh heh, Ah ha)
San Francisco represent
Wu, look, take me to the discothèque
Cuz it's Friday night in San Francisco
We light up the discothèque
(We light up, we we really light it up)
We got bloodshot eyes and Sour Diesel
In our homemade cigarettes
(Uh uh uh, woo!)
Party like it's '69
Dirty dancing through the night
I'm addicted to this life
Think I finally found my tribe
On a mission with my friends
Counting hickeys on our necks
Cheap tequila on my breath
I'm devil red, dr-dripping sweat
Oh no, my phone's only got 2 percent (Oop!)
I forgot to pay my rent
Left my card at the bar again (Oh)
Throwing up my drinks
I can't even think
Always overestimate my limit (Estimate my limit)
Tore my Levi jeans
Dancing with drag queens
I'ma just surrender to the rhythm (To-to the rhythm)
Cuz it's Friday night in San Francisco
We light up the discothèque
We got bloodshot eyes and Sour Diesel
But the night's not over yet
Oh na na na na na
Party like it's '69
Dirty dancing through the night
I'm addicted to this life
Think I finally found my tribe
Now if you came with your main bitch, better say shit
Put your drinks in the air if they actin' flagrant
All the girls, the gays, you really came to slay
Drop it down, shake that birthday cake
Ugh, all my ladies, fellas, and all the they/thems
Running shit, shut it down, bitches couldn't play them
All my enbies got 'em feeling envious
Cuz you know that your looks be the deadliest, come on!
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San Frandiscothèque
San Frandiscothèque
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San Frandiscothèque
Cuz it's Friday night in San Francisco
We light up the discothèque (Oh na na na na na)
We got bloodshot eyes and Sour Diesel
Wanna do it all again (Again, again)
Party like it's '69
Dirty dancing through the night
I'm addicted to this life
Think I finally found my tribe
San Frandiscothèque
San Frandiscothèque
San Frandiscothèque
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