Lyrics

Turn me up a lil bit Uhn Uhn Uhn Yeah Aye slow it down Aye she give me Yo Yo Yo Yo Yo I saw a pretty young girl (Ok) Her name was Lisa Marie And her switch was pretty heavy She told me she was carrying My love And I could not compare you to these other shawties staring You feel like an angel from Above Check one two one two Feel like I could never get off without you She got me feening and starving and I just had me some food She said come a lil closer I'll show you a better view She got that fat on that ass Hypnotize me Workin that rack Go exercise me Servin that bag Make me some cash Now she on my bed Waitin for me to get the rag (Ooo) It's the weekend Are you speaking Are you freaking Are you gigging Are you kicking on the late nights on the low It's the weekend Are you speaking Are you freaking Are you gigging Are you kicking on the late nights on the low It's the weekend Are you speaking Are you freaking Are you gigging Are you kicking on the late nights on the low It's the weekend Are you speaking Are you freaking Are you gigging Are you kicking on the late nights on the low Now some months have passed Filled with endless laughs Now she want to get married baby you moving too fast We can take our time Should've took that as a sign That she kind of obsessive Baby it's only month nine You know I love you baby You as fine as can be But getting married in our twenties Is so crazy (So crazy) Don't be mad at me Baby you know me I'm that young fly nigga reppin that DC I rep that East coast And you know imma boast She said calm down nigga you always doing the most Girl what you talking about Always running your mouth All this negative energy always keeping me down Hate that I feel good whenever you not around All them tears you be crying make me feel like I could drown She said you joke too much feel like I'm datin a clown True story that really happened by the way Wow It's the weekend Are we speaking Are we freaking Are we gigging Are we kicking on the late nights on the low It's the weekend Are we speaking Are we freaking Are we gigging Are we kicking on the late nights on the low It's the weekend Are we speaking Are we freaking Are we gigging Are we kicking on the late nights on the low It's the weekend Are we speaking Are we freaking Are we gigging Are we kicking on the late nights on the low Now why you want to go and do that love huh Taking shit so serious taking shit farther Oh so you don't take me serious Girl do you hear what I'm saying Your ears must be blown from all my records you playing You so damn full of yourself Look at the bigger picture If you don't clean up your shit Imma find me a different mister You think I'm worried about a two inch punisher He'll be broken and gone like some discount furniture You a lousy nigga (Say what) And you wasting my time I got plenty of men on my phone I know I'm a dime Girl what make you so different It's always about you We laugh We fuck And we always argue (Ok) I'm tired of this shit Loving you is a chore (Damn) Us finding new people is something we should explore (damn) Matter fact this shit familiar Have I been here before No shit this shit remind of Deja Vu
Writer(s): Amarr M. Wooten Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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