[Verse] Slide through the door, feel that vinyl groove, Needle drops smooth, barbershop moves. Friday night’s alive, with a soulful twist, Leather chairs sway, can't help but exist. [Pre-Chorus] Snip and snap, the rhythm’s tight, Shades down low, the mood’s just right. [Chorus] Old records spinning, feel that beat, Friday night funk, moving your feet. Barber’s chair rocking, under neon glow, Let the music take control, let’s go! (Let’s go!) [Verse] Air thick with scent of cologne and cream, Echoes of horns on a jazzman’s dream. Hands work the fade, while the bassline slides, Butter smooth moments where the rhythm glides. [Pre-Chorus] Snip and snap, the rhythm’s tight, Shades down low, the mood’s just right. [Chorus] Old records spinning, feel that beat, Friday night funk, moving your feet. Barber’s chair rocking, under neon glow, Let the music take control, let’s go! (Let’s go!) [Bridge] Spin that record back, don’t let it fade, Swagger on the edge, the night’s parade. Hands in the air, bodies in flow, Funk’s alive in the barbershop show. [Chorus] Old records spinning, feel that beat, Friday night funk, moving your feet. Barber’s chair rocking, under neon glow, Let the music take control, let’s go! (Let’s go!) [Outro] Needle lifts, but the groove stays strong, Friday’s anthem, all night long. Old records spinning, soul on display, Barbershop funk, we’ll dance ‘til day.