go Have a little party, call a few friends It's about to get fucked y'all, this weekend Tougher, no no, whut? I know the sound hot enough 'cuz this track
Vertaling: Geen Vraag. Hierdie naweek.
Switch it up in the XL-5, Prada down Tell me, do you like this thug-ass sound No Q, definitey about to blaze your town, whut? [No question] Shout outs
't let go , Of the sound (of the sound), Coming out your stereo, Let the rhythm (Let the rhythm) Let it take control of you, Don't say this isn't happening, 'Cause this is your weekend
Wednesday, I start counting down Thursday, no more friends around 'Cause this weekend I'll be making love to my man Whoa, yes I will, yeah This weekend
Ladies and gentlemen This here is another one for tha steppas DJ Wayne Williams Put the record on Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa yeah Whoa yeah Whoa
saying that and this and you're heart broken Yeah, you sound like shit like you're taking a piss Somebody wanna see you chick, you see the problem with this
on international airspace In this world of tension pressure and pain She is known by men and women of all origin and faith For her wisdom, compassion and relentless Determination in the quest
Babe, why Why must we go through this Every other day, every other week? Talk to me, talk to me Just because I don't hangout with you and your friends
love letter? I hope these, hope these words find you in the perfect mood I wrote this letter according to my love for you So I hope this paper will
..you, you) (give, give it, yeah) love to give you (give, give it, uh) love to give (give, give it, yeah) [Verse 2] See her again at All Star weekend
eye Cause my homeboys didn't realize that this girl was a guy And in retrospect I had to laugh I can't believe I didn't notice that this girlie had a
now Drop top BM's I'm the man girlfriend Honey check it, tell your friends, to get with my friends And we could be friends, *** we can do this every weekend
if) What if I never called you out your name And treated you like you were my queen? (What if) What if I woke up from this madness and this shit was just
game, I got grabbed up Asking me questions, interrogating The way the hatin', they just remind me of Satan Keep 'em motivating, police asking questions about this and this
... (I'm going crazy, You're going crazy) in the background Verse 2 A brother pushed up on me at the movies one weekend He was on a quest and I wasn'
scoop you up We'll go stepping, no questions Dippin' you slow, girl, you're a fox, I'll never go And we could have this kind of fun Every weekend if
