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Featuring...Ice Cube (Ice Cube) · Featuring...Ice Cube [Clean] (Ice Cube) · The Iceman Cometh/Ice on Ice (Jerry Butler) · Ice Ice Baby (Madagascar 5) · Ice Ice Baby (Salsa) (Big Daddi) · Ice on Ice (Jerry Butler) · Electric Sugar Cube Flashbacks (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Red Cube(d) (Guillermo Gregorio) · The Collection [Cube Version] (Cyndi Lauper) · United Cube [Bonus DVD] (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


[Voicemail]
Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system

[Ice Cube]
Ice Cube.

[Voicemail]
He's not available to page
[Phone Ringing]
Voicemail: Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system...
Ice Cube: Ice Cube.
Voicemail: He's not available
When Black Friday comes
I stand down by the door
And catch the grey men when they
Dive from the fourteenth floor

When Black Friday comes
I
When Black Friday comes
I stand down by the door
And catch the grey men when they
Dive from the fourteenth floor

When Black Friday comes
I
When Black Friday comes
I stand down by the door
And catch the grey men when they
Dive from the fourteenth floor

When Black Friday comes
I
bitten by black friday
electrical predictable
what you got?
bitten by black friday
yeah!
could you be the only practice liar that i ever knew,
and all
Out of bed at eight am 
Out my head by half past ten 
Out with mates and dates and friends 
That's what I do at weekends 
I can't talk and I
The West-coast Warlord,
The Grand Wizard,
Ice Cube,
Motherfuckers head so big they call him jack in the box

[Verse 1]
I'm a superhero, like
raw

Rolling joints like Ice Cube, living raw like payday
Get a pound by next Friday, get me gone and I'll be Day Day
And they say I got that raw, yeah
of navigation is encapsulated in that you waited so long 'cause you can't get by the fact that tonight is Friday night All of ya fantasies become reality when
I'm a fool y'all know how I am

Mr. ice cube treat me like the man
If not I come through slap rock Bam Bam
Uncle Sam can't fuck with your nephew
Friday Night, Saturday Morning
(feat. Daniella D'Ambrosio)
(The Specials)

Out of bed at eight AM 
Out my head by half past ten 
Out with mates
we can make it home by Friday we can brag
And the devil shivered in his sleeping bag

Well I just got back from New York City
Kris and Rita done it all
Out of bed at eight am 
Out my head by half past ten 
Out with mates and dates and friends 
That's what I do at weekends 
I can't talk and I
Blow}
We're partying Friday night
And getting all good to go
We're partying Friday night
Cold chillin' in stereo
We're partying Friday night
And I've had to fight
Another blurred affair tonight
Eyelids wrestle once again
Never gonna see my friend
Guided by the blinding white

Have
on Friday night
By a transit cop looking to fight, he said
Yo yo from the CIA, and I'm
Yo yo what an artist said, they're going

Yo yo yo!
Yo yo yo!
[Ice Cube]
Yeah, yeah
Get your ass and hurry
Uh, Ice Cube baby
Ninety-nine baby
I'm on the grind baby
All the time baby
Show me something
Well, the eggs chase the bacon round the fryin' pan
And the whinin' dog pigeons by the steeple bell rope
And the dogs tipped the garbage pails over
an invitation
I want someone to steal from
Anyone but probably you

Tell me Easter's on Friday
And I'll splint my hips
Tell me Easter's on Friday
And I'll
of the park
Or nailed it, as they say
I guess I've been in a dry spell,
But that's about to change
'Cause

Every week has a weekend
By this time Friday night
tonk
That rocks on Friday night

And hell yes I love my truck
But I want you to know
Honey I love your love the most

Man I love how Redman tastes
to politicians from real estate firms
Money, bills and cancelled checks
Pretty funny pictures of your kids 

We're gonna steal your mail
On a Friday night
wonderin'
How that punk Ice Cube got his ass beat by ATL!

Yo! Dat nigga was sayin' he from Compton, he ain't from Compton
He from a planet called:
don't have long before he comes home from the bar
I'll be gone a week of sundays
Meet me by the bronze horse or the clock tower
Try to come Friday