Lyrics:

Thank god it's friday night
And I juuuuuust, got paid!
(Get money...)

Just got paid
Friday night
Party hoppin
Feelin' right
Booty shakin
all around
Pump that jam
While I'm gettin down

Check the mirror, lookin fly
Round up the posse, jump in my ride
Radio rockin, hottest jam
Feel the rythm, pump up the sound
Feeling so good, don't you know
I'm just groovin to the beat
Grooving yeah, groovin
Ooh oh oh oh

Just got paid
Friday night
Party hoppin
Feelin' right
Booty shakin
all around
Pump that jam
While I'm gettin down

Yo people say my seem impossible
But when I get up on the mike I'm unstoppable
And when you hear our voices laid down
You'll be bobbin your head to this steel-tight sound

And then you thought that you had me played
Check is in the mail I got it made
And you notice my smile's like Kool-Aid
'Cause I just got paid, uh

On the floor, rockin to the beat
Always, sure look sweet
Fine young lady, standin by
Come on baby, sweet Aidelia

I love the way that you move
You look so sweet
When you're moving to the beat
I'm tired of all these borin parties babay
Why don't we get down, just get on down, yeah

Just got paid
Friday night
Party hoppin
Feelin' right
Booty shakin
all around
Pump that jam
While I'm gettin down

Just got paid
Friday night
Party hoppin
Feelin' right
Booty shakin
all around
Pump that jam
While I'm gettin down

Say 'Ho'
(Say Ho)
Say 'Ho Ho'
(Say Ho Ho)
Say 'Ho Ho Ho'
(Say Ho)

Just got paid
Friday night
Party hoppin
Feelin' right
Booty shakin
all around
Pump that jam
While I'm gettin downJust got paid
Friday night
Party hoppin
Feelin' right
Booty shakin
all around
Pump that jam
While I'm gettin down

I'm gettin down
I'm gettin down down
I'm gettin down down
Oh oh, yeah...

Uh, I'm broke...