Bart Cobain - Friday Night [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Tore down..

[Bridge]
Tore down
We turned up
Fucking faded x2
We fuckin' faded
Yeah fucking faded

[Hook-Jiggy]

Sorry momma Imma drinker
Getting drunk every friday night
An other bottle make me stuper
Same shit every Friday night
And yeah I' m ready for whatever,ready for whatever
Spending money spending money
Like a fucking cash dispenser
Bitch don't mind about myself
I be going off that liquor
Gettin' drunk every friday night

[Verse]
It all kinda start with a deal and the dealer
All about the drugs ain't nobody is a killer
Tequila by the liter got me fuckin' up my liver
I like her when she bitter but I'll suit her if she sweeter
My nigga El Ben should be coming in an hour
He brought Bombay some sprite by the way
I'd rather double check shit I'll do or Imma say
Celebrating with them homies and a ho that wants me
If I end up in her sheets I want a happy ending
Oh e be blended till the mixture meets the ceiling
Only 2 o'clock fuck that I'm returning
Steal a bottle from the cave any way she asleep
Gotta grab a cab that's back on the track
Straight back to bar straight back to the JAR
There comes the fist fight knock a bitch down
We never go home too busy going hard

[Bridge]
Tore down
We turned up
Fucking faded x2
We fuckin' faded
Yeah fucking faded

[Hook]
Sorry momma Imma drinker
Getting drunk every friday nights
An other bottle make me stuper
Same shit every Friday nights
And yeah I' m ready for whatever,ready for whatever
Spending money spending money
Like a fucking cash dispenser
Bitch don't mind about myself
I be going off that liquor
Gettin' drunk every friday nights