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Say she want the love till morning 
Cause she wanna Dey alright… 
Calling me for the money so she go Dey alright 

Call me in the night till morning

Wise man said just walk this way
To the dawn of the light
Wind will blow into your face
As the years pass you by

Hear this voice from deep inside

Oo-ladi-dadi-da-ah-oh
Oo-ladi-dadi-da-ah-oh
Oo-ladi-dadi-da-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-oh
Early morning, boy I gotta get this cream (Whoa, whoa)
Givin' y'all

the morning after the pill every morning 
Don’t allow your reputation to be daily whoring
All those bitches get depressed because they life is boring 
Gonna end

completed
By waking up in the morning
Still breathing and dreaming
Prepared to execute the plan
Created last evening
Doing it legally
Without misleading

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Wise man said: Just walk this way
To the dawn of the light
The wind will blow into your face
As the years pass you by

Hear this voice from deep

on: Olde, Gold, P.M., and Ides
I dip the joint into the brew so I can get high
And well, ya know what they say
I need a swig a day with ?
Down with

so high
Yeah it's the weekend
Worked all week just to sleep in
I'm up next it's my season
Diamonds on my wrist they freezing
Let's talk till morning

I know you feelin' like you wanna
Come by my crib, smoke marijuana 
Ain't for the games, leave the drama
We'll set the mood, girl what your genre

We

enough geeks through the week
By the weekend they calling me
To get the party jumping jumping
Party favors
All different flavors
Pick your poison
But don’t

like I been made deacon every weekend
Cuz hunting season is year round
And y’all got rounds for me still here in town you say I’m bound
By the blood I

gown and be a townie
This land is fucking gorgeous, I love this fucking lawn
Surrounded on all sides by thirty feet of hedge
Which I’ve gotta trim
Where

The weekends 'round the corner, got a party going on.
The boys are coming over, going mudding on the farm.

Day goes by now it's quitting time
Gotta have some

I'm like C'est la Vie 
Have you heard the latest play by me 
I'm like C'est la Vie
Floating, stinging, callin' me the great Ali 

She foxy like

the mosh pits
Spent my weekends man, going to shows
Guttermouth, shout em out, Chicken Box I know

Cause I live right freakin' by it man
I think about it

Woke up to the sound of morning
Staring at the same old ceiling
Haunted by a faded feeling
Lost in thought until the weekend

And Fabius knows
That

reminded of a time around this time last fall
Coldest morning or shitty weekend I can't stand grey walls
I just tend to shake for minutes and lock the stall

the dishes are dirty
I'm not strong enough for this...

Wake up and roll over again
Shut up the voices in my head
'Til I'm a pilot of myself
And I walk by

lord I just caught ‘em tweakin’
Pack touch down on Tuesday gone by the weekend
Pop one hit the club by the time Im peakin’


I keep it 
I keep it loaded

Saturday morning
We call up all our friends
It's 90 degrees outside and the river is open
We pack up in one car and drive down to the water
Two

hand 
Jump In my car let's fly away 
Fly away from problems on the way 
Just for weekend, we gone leave, and go dancing in the space , space
Rain drops ,

i was in grade 12 she was in grade 10
by my final year i'd had my share of girlfriends
but nothing serious crushes and phone calls
girls so

a fix
Watching all the hotties shake it up while you're getting sloppy
Every weekend morning waking up next to a different body
Then you ghost them