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Tha weekend, all you freak hoe's freaking Me and Mack 10 baby come on in Tha weekend, this shit got you tweaking Who tha fuck wanna steal what they got? It's tha weekend, all you freak hoe's freaking Me and Mack 10 baby come on in Tha weekend, this shit got you tweaking Who tha fuck wanna steal what they got? Yo, I'm looking for tha weekend, the weed got me tweaking Plus the sticky green got the whole room leaking I make the kind of shit that get a freak hoe freaking So pump the bass and check my mic level when I'm speaking And to you haters out there, I see you peeking So I keep a glock and leave your punk ass leaking I hear you creeping, even when you're sneaking Gimme a reason, if it's on then I'm squeezing, it's tha weekend In the streets, ain't enough ghetto for me So bad I gotta lug the heavy metal with me Don't hang out on your block, I got plans to bubble Only time you seeing Tech is when I'm causing trouble Weekend, get my cheque, I'm flossing double Out the house, running game like I'm off the huddle Wonder how tough my ride? Man, niggers cuff they bride And come home from work three, stuck outside It's tha weekend, this gat got you leaking For speaking out of turn, nigga got to burn Make 'em squirm, watch 'em do the funky worm You got to learn, every fucking thing you earn Tha weekend, tha weekend, tha weekend You can't fuck with weed spin Tha weekend, tha weekend, tha weekend You can't fuck with weed spin I'm a hoo-bangin' rider, retaliator till I'm leaving Mash my opponents till they no longer breathing I'm hatin' to parole these killas and weed dealers My niggas there ride hoochie bitches and three-willers Dick 'em strong and long with a groupie or? bougie? hoe I like 'em in a thong when they make their booty go Run swipe up in, baby bulge and do I get 'em When it's on my niggas get sure in 'em then I send 'em Ain't that no mission in the butts is ain't nothing to me Up in the club, haters don't want nothing with me I been a hog since you niggas was cuffing ya lees I never hog, I'm looking down at nothing but flees In your town, I crawl up, nothing but these Like "Hey ladies", yeah, who leaving with me? "Hey fellas", you need to leave immediately If you don't want your ass whupped repeatedly, this is tha weekend It's tha weekend, this gat got you leaking For speaking out of turn, nigga got to burn Make 'em squirm, watch 'em do the funky worm You got to learn, every fucking thing you earn Tha weekend, tha weekend, tha weekend You can't fuck with weed spin Tha weekend, tha weekend, tha weekend You can't fuck with weed spin It's MC's please, we split through on three's, wudda Dayton off the ground laying, like "Whoa" I coast through your blocks slow, I'm H20, boy I got that wet flow To douse your flame, I'll get that up out ya man You plot, I'm sorry I shot ya man See me whippin on the freeway, the LBC way On the three-way with J-Wide and pack Hell yeah, I'm riding with Mack Mack 10 outside all night selling rocks Patrolling with the deuce-five burning my socks This weekend is your life, dying today Next weekend is your wife, crying at your wake Punk bitch screaming like "I can't believe they killed him" Fuck nigga with a stainless plate, we wouldn't have peeled him The hoo-banging attitude, with the gratitude Seven days a week and make your forehead leak nigga It's tha weekend, this gat got you leaking For speaking out of turn, nigga got to burn Make 'em squirm, watch 'em do the funky worm You got to learn, every fucking thing you earn Tha weekend, tha weekend, tha weekend You can't fuck with weed spin Tha weekend, tha weekend, tha weekend You can't fuck with weed spin
Writer(s): D. Williams, O. Jackson, Leslie Brathwaite, D. Rolison Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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