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Thank
God that it's Friday night and I
Just-just-just-just-juuuuusssttt
got paid
Yea,
Oh-ohh, uuuhhh-huh
Just
got paid Friday night
Ooooohhhh-oooohhhh
*CHORUS*
Just
got paid, Friday night
Party's
hoppin',place is right
Booties
shakin, all around
Pump
that Jam, while I'm gettin down
JUSTIN:
Check
the mirror, Lookin' fly
Round
up the posse, jump in my ride
Radio
rockin', smoothest jams
Feel
the rhythm, pump up the sound
I'm
feelin' good don't you know i'm groovin to the beat
I'm
groovin', yea, groovin, oh oh oh ohhhhhhh
*CHORUS*
JUSTIN
(rapping):
Some
say my solo is impossible
But
when I get up on the mic, i'm unstoppable
And
it's probally when you hear our voices laid down
You'll
be boppin your head to this still tight sound
JC
(rapping):
Now
I know you probally thought ya had me played (played)
But
the check is in my hand and i got it made(made)
And
you'll notice my smile is like Kool-aid
Cause
I just(just) got(got) paid(paid) Uhhhhh
JC:
On
the floor bumpin to the beat
All
ways sure looks sweet
Fine
young lady, standin' by
Come
on baby, sweet like delight
I
rock the world that you move
You
looks so sweet when you're movin to the beat
I'm
tired of all these boring parties baby
Why
don't we get on down, let's get on down
*CHORUS* (2X)
JUSTIN:
On the floor
JC:
Bumpin to the beat
JUSTIN:
Movin' me
JC:
sure looks sweet
JUSTIN:
Fine young lady
JC:
standin' by
JUSTIN:
Come on baby
JUSTIN
& JC: Sweet my delight
*CHORUS*
(spoken):
Uh,
I'm broke