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I hope this the song that you
Look
Outta place and outta touch, we just outta luck
I'm out, a weekend at her place because she outta love
How long we

would be chilling on somebody island
Say that I'm lying
I show you the proof
Check is for one
But stretch it for two
Went out to eat by myself
Paid a dub

be tired
I would be chilling on somebody island
Say that I'm lying
I show the proof
Check is for one
But stretch it for two
Went out to eat by myself

the boss, held shit by a thread
I cut your ass off
Until we meet again
My heart it went soft
Let's not play pretend
The lines that I cross
I can't make amends

I spent my weekend down in the city Just tryna get my head straight
Oh the blinding lights are pretty
But baby it's gettin late
Oh i love the way

and liars

Remember me? I'm a weekend warrior, I'm inventive and blatant
Tremendous fakes egg me on, but I'm mentally patient
I'm a case study where

a couple of drinks and shared us a couple of moments
But I just finished the bottle so I forgot by the morning
And they just buried my homie my nigga barely

'ma keep on moving on, like ahh
I'm a free, yeah I'm a free man, like ahh
I'm a free, yeah I'm a free man

Ayy, look
We's in, and not on time for the weekend

they just lost inside, trying to hide from themself
Awaiting weekends, everyone is going on trying to get by
Figure they can waste their time getting

Kill Switch

DJ Krush

Jyaku

This is Minister Metal Foot, treat a pedal like an earwig
And cook off by applyin' the same logic to the gearshift
Bird off prey circle, serf homes

Summer of Drugs

Victoria Williams

Swing the Statue!

1990

My sister got bit by a copperhead snake
In the woods behind the house
Nobody was home so I grabbed her foot
And I sucked that poison out

My

Summer of Drugs

Soul Asylum

Sweet Relief: A Benefit for Victoria Williams

1993

My sister got bit by a copperhead snake
In the woods behind the house
Nobody was home so I grabbed her foot
And I sucked that poison out

My sister

visions getting scary
Double time on the weekend
Built my trilogy like Larry
With the Birds at the candy man
Sipping bloody mary
Boy you wanna be a star

my time
My time My time That's why I take my time
I'm a weekend warrior and I'm just feeling sorry
For the little guy blinded by the cheque at the end

system
You might get the bird tonight
That's fuck you good
And fly you off into the early night
Beamed up by My spaced out pearly whites
I'm Back seat in

Back when songs were still getting recorded in analog 
When pussy was still bushy, before they were all waxed and bald
I was 13 - on the weekends I got

Uh, but I'll get out of the house
Get on the road, top down, hands out
Put on my favorite song and nod to the rhythm
The planet's being destroyed by

those warm summernights
On the weekend, we would never get enough
Image by image, in my head
My hands are freezin´ my skin is rough
And it´s cold outside

kitchen 
Small time we go stack figures and blow shit

Come by the scene
With shades on the T
7 days a weekend
I roll petite
Bible lessons for crosscheck

And I'm schooling all these pussies bout the birds and the bees
And the state of the bitch that I'm fucking with is questionable
Back upon back okay, no

Domestic Violence

Tiffany

The Year of the Backslap

1999

kicks ain't shit, your whips ain't shit 

nigga, I'm the shit... 



[RZA] (Girl) 

What the fuck y'all birds talking about? 

Get the fuck out

the weekend at my momma house on the Eastside I felt like a gangsta
Good kid with some street smarts and for that part mom I gotta thank ya
We was up at auntie

birds on a pic of you
Crip you out you can't walk that's a cripple move
Got the sauce, the recipe, pickle juice
What I saw, it will end you will finish

linking
I be putting SZA on, bust it to the weekend (what, what, what)
You know I get in the zone when you in the deep end
Sometimes, without you huh, I get