Lyrics of "07" by Huang Xu

friday friday friday friday friday come

friday friday friday friday friday come

friday friday friday friday come

friday friday friday friday friday

Should I wake up or go to sleep and burn the last secret

April is so warm and beautiful, flying high, no one wants to land

With drunken spread who passed me crazy beat melody with beat

Guess who's wonderful, who's strange, who's the winner, who's the loser

Don't pay attention to what I said. Keep waiting until I give you the next puchline

In order to become a believer, I'd like to thank my brother for celebrating with me

We cheered on the street, the portable speakers and the court, free style

Progress little by little, fall in love with technology, record little by little, catch up with and surpass yesterday's progress

Prove this Friday

friday friday friday friday friday come

friday friday friday friday friday come

friday friday friday friday come

friday friday friday friday friday

The company around you is still in trouble

Those struggling nights are Starry, and the desire for victory is watered with sweat

He kept running in and searching for his mysteries. He told me the truth was like a curse

What's going on? He's covering you up. You really want peace. You have to learn violence first

Finally abandoned the last innocent smile, sharpen the sharp blade to pierce the gun

The last battle filled me with ammunition, no one to explore, I want to draw an exclamation mark

Let me melt the hot ballistics and kill myself yesterday

Tear never stop satire and ridicule bring you to my free arms again

friday friday friday friday friday come

friday friday friday friday friday come

friday friday friday friday come

friday friday friday friday friday

How many nights did you stay up for Friday? Did you still have to borrow it for fuday

Thank you for Friday, think of choking, believe that the infinite pile of energy will be destroyed one day

Walk alone on the road, all stripped in all directions, no need to review

Join in this beat, we can dance more flow, I want more

You can't stop practicing crazily. Don't ask my age. Listen to me

It doesn't matter if you don't like it. Give me a fork and be willing to light wax for it

How many years of youth have the ability to make him brilliant

Less hair and more scum

The wrong synthesis disordered the pace

friday friday friday friday friday come

friday friday friday friday friday come

friday friday friday friday come

friday friday friday friday friday