Childish Gambino — Saturday

[Intro] Hey! Please don't make 'em do it Ooh [Verse 1] God, this 9 to 5 just keep on killing me I wanna leave this place like all the time Talking to my boss, he just can't feel the dream That's the chance to let me blow your mind, yeah [Bridge] Can't take a break (And you know that's right) Money is tight (And you know that's right) It's on my mind Can't break away (And you know that's right) Money is tight (And you know that's right) It's on my mind [Pre-Chorus] When the feeling gotcha You can't even hide it, acting so intoxicated When you text me, "Hold on" You will be there, girl, just hold on, uh! [Chorus] Saturday, all I wanna do is make you dance, girl And fall in line Saturday, all I wanna do is make you dance, girl And fall in line [Interlude] Ooh, aye Give it to me now Woo, aye Uh, aye, aye, aye [Verse 2] God, this 9 to 5 just keep on killing me Tryna leave this place like all the time Oh, my aching bones, they just keep killing me Can't afford to have them spend my dime, hey [Pre-Chorus] When the feeling gotcha You can't even hide it, acting so intoxicated (Ooh-ooh-ooh) When you text me, "Hold on" I will be there, girl, just hold on, uh! [Chorus] Saturday, all I wanna do is make you dance, girl And fall in line Saturday, all I wanna do is make you dance, hoo And fall in line