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City life was getting us down so we spent a weekend out town
Pitched our tent on a patch of ground down by the river
Lit a fire and drank some wine
on Friday
You buys a little something for yourself
And the van that comes around weekends
Selling fancy city things
Sold by the man in the trilby hat
City life was getting us down so we spent a weekend out of town
Pitched a tent on a patch of ground
Down by the river
Lit a fire, drank some wine
congratulations on finally landing some poor worm, Yes I got married, of course I wasn't the urge to cojoin that faithful weekend, lots of girls got married that
[Intro]
By my side
By my side
[Verse 1]
Came to the party
Hands on your body
I'm feeling lucky
I don't need nobody but you
Touch me now, baby
Tell
the world go by
No time to make things right
Cause I don't care how your weekend went
I'm only here to pay my monthly rent
Working here is such a bore
Now I
up, yeah
Blinded by lights
Know it's the weekend
Lost in your eyes
Oh
We can decide in the moment
Just let me know when you're coming
Baby girl, we can
deekin
But I'm smoking on that Reagan
So my head be steady spinnin
Trynna party all damn weekend
But my shawty steady tweaking
Found a nigga by the west
need my need control
Party poppin’ on the weekend
Is you riding
Got nowhere to go (Got nowhere to go)
We can get neat
Kick up by the beach
Just things I
the snow and cutting grass on the weekends
And also sometimes it rains
We'll drive to the church where I was dunked in holy water
Washed away the hurt by
God, she tweakin'
A good girl at heart, but a thot by the weekend
Saturday night, lay her down, get to freakin'
Walk in the club, all the bitches
Never give up cuz it worth it my brodie
And never forget where and who u was with
Step by step u moving forward alone
And nobody can understand how
Workin' on the weekend like usual
Way off in the deep end like usual
Niggas swear they passed us, they doin' too much
Haven't done my taxes, I'm
weekend
Girl what you working with let me something
Heard you a lil freak we can threesome
Champagne Dusse what you drinking
Might spend time for weekend
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, let's going on
Weekday, weekend, all along
Day by day 決して灯火
絶やさぬように
Whoa-whoa
Whoa-whoa
Whoa-whoa
Whoa
些細なことで
Oooh
Yeahh, like it's the Weekend
I'm just popping bottles turnt up by myself
I'm just lit by myself
Like I'm Nav by Myself
Popping bottles in the club
laugh at your expense
Throw you a couple of pence
For the weekend events
For the weekend events
They got a lil bitch on call
They got him by the balls
(it's shock)
treatment offered by the weekend
this still be a getaway, let's display the sequence it goes:
One for the heartless thievery turning my
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was away this weekend
Wanna meet at my place
Heard that we both got nothing to do
When I lay in bed I touch myself and think of you
Last night
sitting pretty
It wasn't easy to stay alive
And they'd run from the city to the sun and the country
And never quite get away
When the weekend came
It's a big job just gettin' by with nine kids and a wife
But I've been a workin' man dang near all of my life
And I'll keep on workin' long as my two
around and I felt
Be my bad boy be my man
Be my weekend lover
But don't be my friend
You can be my bad boy
But understand
That I don't need you
The burning car tires
Boy how in the hell'd we get here?
So why don't you meet me down behind our old school
We'll waste away the weekend with perfect regard
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