Friday Nite chords and lyrics - CUETE

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[Verse 1]
[E]Hey, perro, you're on my lighter, dawg.
Shit, I know you want your bottles, too.
Aw, shit, there it goes again.
Hey, hey, orale ese
Here comes Cuete from the
H -A -R -E -T -R -C
Now, to all you vatos that hate me
Know why your hyenas love me?
Cause I'm real with how I feel
And plus they say I'm funny
And that's why I'm getting all
the ooh -la -la
Cause I'm that kind of asshole
that they never saw
Kicking it with you,
know your homeboys too
Cause I'm riding through true
to the south side blue
So booyah, you're gonna
get bum -rushed
By the wild, wild Kwek
Yeah, yeah, Scott, the wild, wild Kwek
And you know that I'm gonna break you
off a little bit of this round town
So you can see how it's going down
Lops and you clowns,
watch me pop the bullet
So [Bm]you can feel me [E]to the fullest
Cause that's the way I like to do it
I'm pulling, you knew it, you knew this
I'm fucking ruthless shooting balas
and chavalas on the [Bm]calles
acting stu[E]pid now it's time to kick rocks,
except my brothers like to smoke em so I'm gonna let em roll em up and [B]no
I'm not joking [E]here's a lighter for fire
but go in the backyard and talk it,
so light it up
it's friday [Bm]night per[E]ros light it up
it's [C]friday night lo[E]cos
[Em]light it up it's friday [C]night
[E]SS light it up it's friday night
cuete light it [Em]up and then ride
[Bm]up on all these ru[E]cas
no tengo tula, chupa la puta [Em]no te duchas,
[Bm]tu yururas[Em]
All [E]the homies got their own
palace and shooters
El viernes en la noche y me
quiero poner loco
Óyeme celoso,
soy bien peligroso
Cuando ando en las calles
de San Pedro
Vestido de negro, pero nunca de vaquero
Deja darle un terrorazo a mi, [B]a mi gazo
[E]Ponte listo, limpiecito,
vamos [Bm]a meter el [E]pito
Recogemos unas rucas bi[C]en putas
[G]Pésalas nun[C]ca, póntelos en la nuca
Deja parar [E]en la tienda,
com[C]pramos una botel[E]la
Condones,
limones y limpios calzones
Ponemos a la fiesta,
cuidado [B]con la caza[E]güesa
Es mañosa, dañosa y muy rebotosa
Pásame un trago,
me lo to[B]mo con mi herman[E]o
Que sea de tequila, las mujeres de rodillas
El matador del amor, no es un rumor
Arriba el de 18, las quiero, por favor
Light it up, it's Friday [Bm]night, per[Em]ro
[E]Light it up, it's Friday [Am]night, lo[Em]cos
Light it up, it's [Bm]Friday night, es[Em]sence
Light it [E]up, it's Friday night, [Em]huete
Light it up and then ride
[Bm]up on all these [E]rucas
La tengo dura, [Bm]chupa la [E]puta
Montenegro, China, do you [Em]hear us?
[E]All the homies got their own
violence and shooters
Back again,
commit[B]ting more sin[E]s,
cause my baby's mama's lazy
Plus I got two crazy kids,
so everyday on my collection
they call me the IRS
Cause if you got what I want,
I'm gonna tax your ass
And on Friday nights,
it's my best business,
cause I'll put you in a twist
And stay anonymous,
you'll never know what hit you
Cause you're [B]soft like tissue,
[E]so it ain't hard to bitch you
So here comes your issue,
I seen the bitch in you
Jump right at you,
as the hit squad was
starting to crowd you
What fun to watch you run
until we pull the white [C]thompin'
Despertan[E]do los huertos con
mis pensami[E]entos
That's battle from San Pedro,
I'm from Retan[Bm]do Los Ñajes
[E]When I'm rollin' with Smiley,
we're A .K .A. Jekyll and [E]Jekyll
Now, [Em]light up the [E]doors
Riding [Bm]back, smiley, [E]spit in sight, listo
Let me [C]trigger scrappy [Em]and surf deep
Rascal life ain't there for [C]all the homies
[Em]AJ t[E]o Ainsley, we're dyin' dope,
you couldn't hate
Red [Em]drip, the rabbit stackin'
out of your [E]homies
T -Bone in place
Now I'm feedin' engines
of all the smoke [Em]my way
I don't smoke that shit, [C]homie I got kids
Angel and Bam -Bam, yeah, it's God.