Saturday -

Saturday -

  • Year of release: 2010
  • Language: English
  • Duration: 2:25

Below is the lyrics of the song Saturday , artist - with translation

Lyrics " Saturday "

Original text with translation

Saturday

Yeah aha aha ah

Aha aha ah (whats the time? Oh sh.)

Yeah

I woke up feeling like I broke both legs

Head still stinging from the Pepe Lopez

I ring my mate Gibby like «Hey bro Sesh?»

My missus like «Why are all your mates dope heads?»

I cook her up a feed like babe «Babe don’t stress»

She’s still pissed off like «These ain’t poached eggs»

Hey sorry baby but I ain’t no chef

And by the way, your stir fry’s ain’t so spesh

Then I gapped up the road sweet as, playing happy

Walked up to Gibbs place they were playing Hacky

Jumped in the circle, kneed it, kicked it

Ah ah ah ah ah, oh missed it

Then we took a quick trip to Kingsland for liquid

Sat and talked shit with the boys I was kids with

Jono starts talking drain laying bullshit quick

«Ever rode a bobcat?

Bro that’s sick shit»

Everyone trying to sneak away from him on tippy toes

'Cuz no one understands what he’s on about like Gizzy bro

«Where you going Gib, I’m about to tell you 'bout the digger Bro»

Sounds mean Jono, just send me the video

«Hey where did Gibby go» «Ah I think he walked away»

Man I love the cunt but shit he can talk all day

An his Mum’s sort of strange, but I love him anyway

Plus his Dad shouted us all tickets to the Auckland game

It was close as, no time left (Ohh don’t do that, pass it, don’t kick it)

Southland made a comeback like Wyclef

Jono’s yelling up in my ear like I’m deaf

In front of kids like «Ah fucking offside ref!»

Anyway I headed home, wrote a rap, took a nap quick

Yawned, made a feed, took a crap, lit the match stick

Backwards to Gibbs in a flash like magic

Sat with the pack, sip max lit, cat nip

Watched the Warriors, Vatuvei got a hat-trick

Shit a couple months ago he couldn’t even catch it

That shit made me think one day you’re Brad Pitt

Next day it’s all gone, and you ain’t jack shit

The game finished and I sat, had a chat with Gibbs for a minute 'bout life

All of that shit

Then I grabbed my keys, then I’m off

Hand slap quick

We’re like «Sweet bro, tomorrow»

Then I gapped it

And ah, really bro that’s it

Saturday

And everyday is Saturday my friend (x4)

And Saturday again

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