This song goes out to everybody busting their ass all week.
Doing the nine to five.
Doing whatever it is you've gotta do to make ends meat.
You know by the time the weekend rolls around you're gonna wanna go out.
Get messy, get fucked up, maybe take a little something home (ha).
Let's do it!

All week Ive been on the grind.
Whole time one thing on my mind.
Soon as I get past this fuckin line.
Walk up in the club like the mother fuckers mine.
Straight to the bar don't waste no time.
Scotch and dry, Vodka soda lime.
Jager bombs, two at a time.
Til I'm blind fuckin out of my mind.

We're getting fucked up tonight.

Fuck yeah!
We're going out tonight.
No doubt
We're wylin out tonight.
If you get a bitch home better fuck her all night.
Til that pussy ain't tight.
Damn mother fucking right.

Fuck yeah!
We're going out tonight.
No doubt
We're wylin out tonight.
If you get a bitch home better fuck her all night.
Til that pussy ain't tight.
Damn mother fucking right.

See this is what I'm talking bout.
All my crews here hanging out.
Any given time you know our whereabouts
At the bar drinking hard cuz that's what we're about.
No we ain't done yet who's got the round.
Line those motherfuckers up and well knock em down.
And turn that fuckin frown upside down.
Cus every bitch in this bitch is down to pound.

We're getting fucked up tonight.

Fuck yeah!
We're going out tonight.
No doubt
We're wylin out tonight.
If you get a bitch home better fuck her all night.
Til that pussy ain't tight.
Damn mother fucking right.

Fuck yeah!
We're going out tonight.
No doubt
We're wylin out tonight.
If you get a bitch home better fuck her all night.
Til that pussy ain't tight.
Damn mother fucking right.