This Weekend - No Question

Look closely bought a unboard, no sho'

Yo, we got you wide open, I and our crew

The weekend we roll out, the watches is froze out

Yo, we came to get it down and like turn you out

Play the club outside, sittin' high in the expidal

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 to my people on the streets

To the players makin' money with my CD’s in they jeans

Much love to the ladies with jobs

Who makin' that cream and floss they own phat ride

And to my people who always keep it real

They work all week just to pay bills

Now and then gotta have a little fun

Go buy something to wear cuz the weekend’s 'bout to come

1 — time to get loud, let the music flow

Kick off your shoes and just let go

Have a little party, call a few friends

It’s about to get fucked y’all, this weekend

Time to get loud, let the music flow

Kick off your shoes and just let go

Have a little party, call a few friends

It’s about to get fucked y’all, this weekend

Jean sets a new pair of cheese

Gotta get jig for my ladies in the streets

Call the barber, get my hair layed

Roll out wit my crew to watch the ladies shake their thing

All the ladies shop the town

Get real digs from the neck on down

Now and then gotta have a little fun

Go get up wit your dogs cuz

The weekend’s 'bout to come

(Female Rap)

Tougher, no no, whut?

I know the sound hot enough cuz this track is tough

I bump that when im riding all up in my Benz truck

I let 'em know, what you got for me

Is it big bills baby, can you cop for me

Wack the drop for me or grab a spot for me

I wanna spend those on the mink coats

Throughout the whole coast, baby

But on the weekend im blazing off

And if you don’t spend dough then I ain’t gon call

Get out there I’ll show you how this playette roll

Nice frames, spit a game that’ll make you fold

Toss it up, lookin' cute in the coup

At the Meadows', tough with some 'taly in the boots

Barceletto

Some types lay down why, don’t see me all gracin'

Only my associates always stay lacin'

And when my squad come ain’t' no replacin

Quarter head or you know what you praisin'