The song lyrics were written by the band Van Halen, as they were asked to write a song for the 1979 movie "Over the Edge" starring Matt Dillon. The movie (and the lyrics, although more obliquely) are about bored, rebellious youth with nothing better to do than get into trouble. If you see the movie, these lyrics will make more sense. It's a great movie if you grew up in the 70s/80s you'll definitely remember some of these characters from your own life. Fun fact, after writing the song, Van Halen decided not to let the movie use it.
You know it ain't no stoppin all tha doggs I'm droppin
It's Friday night so everythang is poppin.
I got skin lets spin on da hand
So let tha games begin.
Yakity yak don't jump back or its on
Callin up Earl on tha car phone.
Mack 10 just got out of court
Rollin through tha hood in his super sport ropin Too $hort.
Eighteens got tha rearview mirrors vibratin
And deep dish daytons.
You know how we do it,
Ain't nuttin to it but tha floss,
Overcrowdin Harrison walks.
'Cause if ya fuck wit ours,
We leave scars,
Out of G ride cars,
Livin like stars.
Might hit tha highway,
On tha Vegas run fool ''cause its Friday.
Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in tha air,
If ya don't care.
Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in tha air,
If ya don't care.
Standin outside on a Friday livin on tha edge,
'Cause we all got 'dem hard heads.
It's seems like we all are waitin,
For a drive by playin tag wit satan.
But we chillin yeah we ready and willin,
Ya hear about tha latest westside killin.
Forty sippin,
Set trippin,
Fo' dippin,
Get tha grip in,
Neva slippin.
BG's tryin tah hang out,
But OG said take ya little ass in tha house.
My big homey just got out,
Used tah be down now he's just crack ad.
He's bout hard as Darth Vada
In his sweat shirt, khakis and Chuck Taylors.
Just see him in the drive way,
Gettin beat like a smoka fool ''cause it's Friday.
Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in tha air,
If ya don't care.
Why must I be like dat and chase da cat,
Or settle for a hoodrat.
Dookie braids no dreadlocks,
Flyin in and out of jail have a chicken and a cock.
And I love her ''cause she down,
Tah fuck around wit tha underground pussyhound.
And her ass is big round and wide,
Jacked up makin nigga down tah ride.
Smokin indo,
Playin dat Super Nintendo,
Hear a rat tat tat on my window.
Gave her ass dat pelvic thrust,
Don't trust tha rubber ''cause its bound tah bust.
In tha oven in tha nappy,
I had on two so I was happy.
'Cause dat HIV'll make ya dick hang sideways,
And dat ain't cool fool ''cause its Friday.
Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in tha air,
If ya don't care.
Throw tha west side in da air,
Throw tha east side in da air,
Throw tha south side in da air,
Throw tha north side in da air.
Oh yeah!
It's Friday night so everythang is poppin.
I got skin lets spin on da hand
So let tha games begin.
Yakity yak don't jump back or its on
Callin up Earl on tha car phone.
Mack 10 just got out of court
Rollin through tha hood in his super sport ropin Too $hort.
Eighteens got tha rearview mirrors vibratin
And deep dish daytons.
You know how we do it,
Ain't nuttin to it but tha floss,
Overcrowdin Harrison walks.
'Cause if ya fuck wit ours,
We leave scars,
Out of G ride cars,
Livin like stars.
Might hit tha highway,
On tha Vegas run fool ''cause its Friday.
Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in tha air,
If ya don't care.
Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in tha air,
If ya don't care.
Standin outside on a Friday livin on tha edge,
'Cause we all got 'dem hard heads.
It's seems like we all are waitin,
For a drive by playin tag wit satan.
But we chillin yeah we ready and willin,
Ya hear about tha latest westside killin.
Forty sippin,
Set trippin,
Fo' dippin,
Get tha grip in,
Neva slippin.
BG's tryin tah hang out,
But OG said take ya little ass in tha house.
My big homey just got out,
Used tah be down now he's just crack ad.
He's bout hard as Darth Vada
In his sweat shirt, khakis and Chuck Taylors.
Just see him in the drive way,
Gettin beat like a smoka fool ''cause it's Friday.
Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in tha air,
If ya don't care.
Why must I be like dat and chase da cat,
Or settle for a hoodrat.
Dookie braids no dreadlocks,
Flyin in and out of jail have a chicken and a cock.
And I love her ''cause she down,
Tah fuck around wit tha underground pussyhound.
And her ass is big round and wide,
Jacked up makin nigga down tah ride.
Smokin indo,
Playin dat Super Nintendo,
Hear a rat tat tat on my window.
Gave her ass dat pelvic thrust,
Don't trust tha rubber ''cause its bound tah bust.
In tha oven in tha nappy,
I had on two so I was happy.
'Cause dat HIV'll make ya dick hang sideways,
And dat ain't cool fool ''cause its Friday.
Oh yeah, throw ya neighborhood in tha air,
If ya don't care.
Throw tha west side in da air,
Throw tha east side in da air,
Throw tha south side in da air,
Throw tha north side in da air.
Oh yeah!
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Friday [From Friday] Lyrics as written by Garry Marshall Shider George Clinton Jr.
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