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cause it's always the weekend again
Yeah I'm creeping again
Lust always weakens the man
Feel like I won't ever see you again
I admit I'ma mess and nothing
some hot shit
Oh, what a job this is

Another all-nighter, tryin' to get it done
Barely make it home with the morning sun
Baby mother thinking that you
were leaving
Our love left you lonely
You stood by your reasons
While I stood in silence, yeah, yeah
I took for granted what you mean to me
In my
stimulate or focus
She need me I double up her doses
She eat meat with backwoods and mimosas
She dont let me in without the trojan
So you say what it is or I
ain't bout no check
I'm following dreams
I mean what'd you expect
I ain't bout ta lie
I got like 10 of you
And they say love stings no tentacles
If that's
All the tension, pay attention, may he listen says he given more than anybody on the streets gone 
He's grown, he's shown all you need is a piece
it)
The demons of inflation killed your interest rates
Be thankful that didn't starve to death in a fucking hole
Need to work some more next weekend
Gang
Baby, I'm out for the weekend
Ng'hamba manje ng'buy'eksen
Cause getting money is a thang
Ng'Shay' iHeat k'khale' Umshini
You know I'm cooler than
what I am thinking of
It's only been a couple weekends
To have these kinda of feeling, yeah
No pressure, but pressure
Got me feeling like I do this
I was on the outside looking in Trying 
To find a reason we're circling flying to new york 
Like every weekend

Said to see you then you make me wait
fat. 
!¡!¡YaAaAaSsss!¡!¡

No need to front or keep a secret.
You can choose to not, or believe it.
`cuz on ever 1st and 3rd weekend.
Your man comes
I can’t even go to bed when the weekend close
Guessin' how this shit feels you ain't even close
I just need my notes
You just need to boast
This
yo
Cause it's Friday afternoon, time to get that dough
Weekend is mapped out with the shorty, you know
A two day freak session, put the lock
whats up
Like say you put jazz for mouth ever since then my heart has been stuck and like is crazy as it seems
I need to ask what the hell were you doing
go)

Here you go talk talk talking again
Need to cut the act out cause its just pretend
What you say is not fair (no that ain't fair)
And if you
off 
I don't say nothing I don't trip at all 
But grab the blunt just by the nightstand 
Yea you can stay just for the weekend 
I love just how u feel
Tired
Mesmorised by the way you said my name
That voice repeating in my head oh I'm insane
Damn she messing with my brain
Unsure if you wanna go all
around till the weekend
Where you can break
instead of bend

You hang on ‘til the bitter end
Give what it takes
and make amends
There’s no check out just
If u give me your time u dey know
That I can be the one who can blow
Just get to be my package
We can go go go oho oh nana
Dont try to judge a book by
what they need
I'm your savior
I got what they want
I'm your savior
I got what they need
I'm your savior

Goin back and fourth
Like a bull and a matador
twinners and stack partners
Yeah I need them jewlies I'm talking bout dollars
Yeah fuck nigga I'm making these hits just to stack figures
When you see me go
Something nice to wear and a place to sleep
My name is Ice, I'm the nicest guy you're ever gonna meet
Tell me what you want, I'll make your life complete
She
to know, hurts to know, hurts to know
I don't want it (na, na, na)
Don't need it (yeah, yeah, yeah)

I know that you hear this and you gon' just know
weekend
(Grind on me)

Hit me on my celly, yeah, what
Girl I need my belly rubbed, ayy
I just really wanna touch, yeah
She like, "You just wanna

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