The Weekend - N2Deep

Now let me take you on a trip

You betta get a grip partner

We movin' fast, my homie got his foot on the gas

We ride, slip side high sidin' around

We in the 707 ho, you know the V-town

'Cause all that thumpin' and pumpin' is like hurtin' my back

But don’t turn it down, because I like it like that

And in fact you can even turn it up some

Make it hit like a motherfuckin' shotgun

I’m kinda twisted, I’ve been like this all day

But it’s the weekend though, so I’m feeling okay

Straight 55 showin' on the L.E.D

We seen two tight who said they knew me

I said what’s up and ran my game kinda hard on 'em

Because they both had a lot of backyard on em

(But was it cool?) Hell yeah, in effect bro

Two of the baddest broads I ever seen from Sacto

So like a mack, I bumped the hoe

Jumped in the backseat and man I humped the hoe

I know that it wasn’t really right, in broad daylight

But so what I had plans for the night

Because it’s the weekend

It’s the weekend

Now it’s the weekend, and when the weekend comes, I get dumb

Sip on everything from gin to rum

So if you see me toe-up, don’t try to make me slow-up

'Cause I ain’t gonna stop until I throw up or blow up

So, won’t you fill my glass up

I ain’t drivin' tonight so you know I can’t pass up

The 800, I run it like real quick

'Cause it will make any woman look real thick

So keep going, just pour me a little bit mo'

Ya think I’m trippin' but this really ain’t shit though

I know I’m toe-up, but yo I ain’t the first to be

'Cause all my homies get toe-up even worse than me

So if tonight ya see one, I bet you a G

full of that Old E

'Cause but see that’s cool

Because they tryin' to get lit man and I am too

'Cause it’s the weekend

It’s the weekend

Now it’s the weekend, so I’m fully strapped

22 homies and a gang of raps

We got 40s of cold, drink more than enough

Dank trunk, full of the funk and we rollin' on full tank

We doin' things that we really shouldn’t even do

So don’t trip when you see us comin' through

Straight slidin', ridin' with our feet up

Turnin' a couple tight ones

Smokin' the fuckin' whole damn street up

We got the beat up so all of y’all can hear us

If you ain’t with the game then hoe, don’t come near us

'Cause we kick it the real way

And like mi padre said, make all the young hoes pay

So follow up if you want someone to lay with ya

We’ll do ya up, but we just can’t stay with ya

'Cause after hit ya getcha good you know we gotta go

So peace and love, adios ho

'Cause it’s the weekend

It’s the weekend

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