the weekend its Friday night and I just got paid tryna fuck these hoes tryna make it rain Ive been smoking Ive been drinking just got paid and baby its the weekend
addicts And we got big money spending habits All got trucks and cars made by caddy And all got a bad girl that call us daddy You should see us, the weekend
everybody busting their ass all week. Doing the nine to five. Doing whatever it is you've gotta do to make ends meat. You know by the time the weekend
from talking to myself for so long. Oh but I've never been accused. When they step on your face, you wear that good look grin. I gotta break out one weekend
in a week Pinching myself just to see if I'm dreaming, call up my team and Meet me by the docks in Miami, I'll fly out this weekend [Sun God] I got you
she stash me out when the feds come lookin for me I'm not cheatin on her or beatin on her I spend the weekend on her we on the block when the bills start
relative In ya (?) seat-painted we could settle it DF the Family, below they still sellin it Knickerbocker socker on the weekend type fella Black crow
left wide open And a buck and fawn Were eating grass in the courtyard When the warden walked in And took a rifle from the prison guard And said to him with a grin
They on the boulevard travelin' smokin and drinkin' Here go yo tokin' you can blow and get hope for the weekend By the time it's ova' you'll be sober
let my jewelry bling Speaking to the youth like a young Martin Luther King They wanna control me, but I am not a damn slave Millions dollars a weekend
outta bed Somebody stop me--I need another coffee Like a hole in my head When everyday begins this way Gets you down and can drive you mad The daily grind
up on mo' bitches Then you know what I'm sayin, we gon' get greedy too nigga I ain't never gettin' full, I'm full blooded with this grind [Lil Wayne]
other than moms and Boo-Boo nobody else cares I know you think I'm tweekin' But the only time I get to see my kids is on the visiting weekend I ain't
getting money [Game] Bottles and rockin' J's Smokin' and sippin' Spades Pistol tucked in my Louie Heated up like I'm Wade Nigga don't do LeBron's, Kobe up on the weekends
ends The workin' in the grind is an uphill road I'm punchin' that clock and carryin' that load I bust it all week and then I'm free The weekend belongs
I helped you find your grind But it's just a waste of time and I played the fool for you But it's three in the morning, yeah, it is not a weekend, oh
an epileptic battery man I'm making my move Lettin' loose like a belt Little worse for wear But I'm wearing it well Tell me, what's wrong With a little grind
