Thank God it's Friday night and I
just-just-just-just-juuuuuuust got paid
Yeah, money, money money money
yeah, money, money money money
yeah money money money money

(CHORUS:)
Just got paid, Friday night
Party hoppin', feelin right
Booties shakin', all around
Pump that jam, while I'm gettin' down

(Justin:)
Check the mirror, I'm lookin' fly
Round up the posse, jump in my ride
Radio rockin'hottest jams
Feel the rhythm, pump up the sound
I'm feelin' so good, Don't you know,
I'm groovin' to the beat
I'm groovin', yeah, groovin', oh, oh, oh, ohhhh

CHORUS

(Justin rapping)
Some people say my solo is impossible
But when I get up on the mic, yo, I'm unstoppable
And it's probable when ya hear our voices laid down
You'll be boppin' your head to this real tight sound

(Chris rapping)
Now I know ya prob'ly thought cha had me played (played)
But the check is in my hand I got it made (made)
And if you'll notice my smile is like Kool-Aid
Cuz I just (just) got (got) paid (paid) UHHH

(JC:)
On the floor, rockin' to the beat
All ways, sure looks sweet
Fine young lady, standin' by
Come on baby, sweet like delight (?!?)
I like the way that you move
You look 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 x2

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

Justin (spoken): Man, I'm broke.