Weekend Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Boy I'm off this weekend boy (me too)
I'm trying to go out (where ya going boy)
Boy you know where I'm goin' (I know its gone be crunk this weekend )
Boy you already know, Aye
It's the weekend, it's the weekend,
It's the weekend, party every weekend
It's the weekend, it's the weekend,
It's the weekend, I party every weekend
Still the life of the party Lil' John the boy crunk, hey
Run up on ya boy you get east side stomped
I ain't lookin' for a problem but I'm lookin' for a chick
Gotta have a proper frame and I'm talkin' real thick
Still fall up in the party and you know I'm sloppy drunk
Still reppin' for my side and you know I'm in the front
And I'm sharper than a shark tooth, higher than a high school
Call somebody out boy, watch me do my dance move
Yeah, I seen you do it, you can't do it like I can
Breakin' down the good green, watch me Pakistan
Lookin' for a chick who can with no hands
I'm talkin' after hours, know she will and she can
Monday hit the clock, Tuesday hit the clock,
Wednesday hit the clock, Thursday hit the clock
Friday, Saturday, the boy be goin' out
Cause that's the weekend, that's where my week ends
I can't hang out, I gotta hit the clock
I gotta pay these bills, can't get put out
Monday to Friday, ya boy be on the clock
But on Saturday, Ima ball out
It's the weekend, it's the weekend
it's the weekend, party every weekend
It's the weekend, it's the weekend
it's the weekend I party every weekend, hey
My boss getting on my nerves, talking bout overtime
And it's homecoming time, so I gotta move around
I can stay a little late, but you know I gotta go
Already brought the tickets to the hip-hop show
We just trying to have fun, killer put away your gun
Every time we doing something, gotta call the cops, son
Hit my auntie's barbecue, chity-chat, give some dap
Show some love with my people, baby, you can check that
Take a nap, wake up, get up, roll up
Mixing my drink up, time to get drunk, cuz
Hit the shower, get fresh with the smell good
You know I look good, your girl want the boy wood
Call the crew, meet the crew, get some brew
Twelve o'clock, twelve-thirty when we fall through
All eyes on us when we step in
You can catch me out, but only on the weekend
I can't hang out, I gotta hit the clock
I gotta pay these bills, can't get put out
Monday to Friday, ya boy be on the clock
But on Saturday, I'ma ball out
It's the weekend, it's the weekend
It's the weekend, I party every weekend
It's the weekend, it's the weekend
it's the weekend I party every weekend