Lyrics:
Overwhelmed by your chemistry
Your subtlety always keeps me guessing
All I've figured out
In the back of a Fleetwood Tioga
Tioga
Tioga
If you feel weakened by the Week, check the Weekend
If you feel beaten and defeated and you're drowning in the Deep End
Check the Weekend. If you
Don't come by my place this weekend, place this weekend, I don't need you now
Don't come by my place this weekend, place this weekend, I don't need you
going up on a Tuesday
Might come down on a Wednesday
Check just cleared on a Thursday
I'ma blow it all by the weekend
I'ma run it up in a month
I'ma
the weekend
(Uh, yeah, yeah, woah)
Everyday feel like the weekend (Uh, huh)
Everyday feel like the weekend (Smoke one)
I wish everyday was the weekend
I wish
and tailgating, it's all up in the moonlight
And by the way, it's pay day
Live it up for the weekend
Pour it up, have the time of your life
Take a shot for
the weekend
I wanna catch a flight and some feelings
We should get away for no reason
I wanna spend some time
I want you by my side
Even if it's just for
sounds good
(Maybe we'll slide by the beach a little later on)
Uh-huh
(Probably might take some video out there all night)
(Ha-ha-ha)
Weekend
place this weekend
Place this weekend
I don't need you now
Don't come by my place this weekend
Place this weekend
I don't need you now
Don't come by my
run (uh uh, not me)
But I'm in such a good mood, I don't care if I'm frowned upon
'Cause it's the weekend, weekend, weekend
Nothing's going
and you were a little butterfly
I would be waiting at the garden gate until you came fluttering by
Maybe you'd stop on a red rose top and then we could talk
to reach my weekend girl
Ain't nothing I can do
No spells that I can use
But if my dreams came true
I'd hold her every night
We fell in love on a Sunday
By
Man how did I get here
To be or not to be
It's the weekend
Fuck the weekend
It's the weekend
I'm by myself
It's Saturday
I'm feeling things that I
Baby girl she a freak on the weekend
Play for keeps don't do no speaking
Baby girl she a freak on the weekend
Bad bitch with a heart of a demon
Baby
Creepin on a weekend's evening
Keep it g, nigga, stick to schemin
I seed da green nigga, word to eden
My rhyme scheme, it ain't fair or even
Way my
come to court
On a Tuesday, April Fool's Day, don't get caught slipping
Leaving the keys off in the ignition, making me guilty by suspicion
Penny
the neon lights
Pull me back to you and I won't mind
Need you by my side
It's another weekend
Weekend
I need you here
I need you here
Baby you got something
now and darker by the hour
It only goes to show
That here it comes, here comes the weekend
And I'm on my own again
With a Saturday in the rain
me alone
I'm riding in a Cadillac Fleetwood Chrome
With Too Clean, behind the wheel
I'm riding shotgun, rapping for real
Total boss in the back,
Cus we can party on the weekend
Just me and you, and you and me
We can even meet up on the deep end
Yeah, why you playing hard to get girl?
Why you
She said she only get high on the weekend
After hours
The love I have for you I only devour
Patch on my vintage the clothes is so sour
She
legal or an alien
A little pretty Puerto rican
Shawty whine on the weekend
Whine on the weekend
Whine pon the weekend
On the we
Whine pon the weekend
so far gone
By the time that she knew any better
Right now
Let me have control
We got love for the weekend, love for the weekend
Don't go
Give it to me
a comba, nigga ya want to?
[Kurupt]
Dipping down the block where all the homies at
Fleetwoods and Lax on the homies straps
Nigga I rise for the hood
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