It's like that Saturday

Yea yep, that Saturday

Yea yep, that Saturday

Yea yep, that Saturday

That that Saturday night On the way to the party

With the models and bottles, I'm feeling Wobbly

Maybe this bitch put something in my drink

But I'm too lit to fucking think

Na, Na,Na

This money wasn't nice but when you spend it on the right person it makes you feel alright

Driving through the city all night

Driving through the city all night

Driving through the city all night

All night

All night

All night

I was with this shorty last weekend

Walk into her little room

I walk into her little room

Just to say hey, hey, hey

She swallow up my A A A B C D E F G

A I got to say it wasn't better than that Saturday

Yea yep, that Saturday

Yea yep, that Saturday

Yea yep, that Saturday

Yea yep, that Saturday Night

On the way to the party

With the models and bottles, I'm feeling Wobbly

Maybe this bitch put something in my drink

But I'm too lit to fucking think

Na,Na,Na

Na,Na,Na

Na,Na,Na (What) (What) (What)

Na,Na,Na (What) (What) (What)

This money wasn't nice but when you spend it on the right person it makes you feel alright

Yeah yeah that feel alright

Yea yep that Saturday Night

Yea yep that Saturday Night (Uh-huh)

Yea yep that Saturday Night (Wait) (Wait)

That that Saturday night

Driving through the city all night

Driving through the city all night

Driving through the city all night

All night

All night

All night

Rollin' Rollin'

All the way from wow

Rollin' Rollin'

That that Saturday night

On the way to the party with the models the bottles I feel like wobbly

Maybe this bitch put something in my drink

But I'm too lit to fucking think

Na,Na,Na

Na,Na

Driving through the city all night

That Saturday Night

That bad bitch white

I'm fucking all night

I might make only fans

Cause I'm feeling Right

Cause I'm feeling

Right, Right

Right, Right