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Songtexte: Soundtrack Artists. It's The Weekend.


Uh-huh, rock with me now
Uh-huh, dance with me now
Uh-huh, move with me now
Uh-huh, it's the weekend, yo', come on

A-yo', I heard the party's packed from the front to the back
We gon' tear the roof off, make the floor collapse
Jump out the Porsche, candy gloss, hunchback
Slid ride in, gave security death
They know who I be, don't need no ID
I'm either on the dance floor or VIP
I stack that cheese in Club 112
Lurkin', sippin' up virgin daiquiris
That's me, J, I'm the one
Besides lookin' quiet, won't you slide here, hon'
Let your hair down, let's have some fun
It's a weekend and the party just begun
So let's dance

To the windows, to the walls
The club is packed so let's ball
See, my girls and all my dogs
Won't leave till the windows fog

It's the weekend, what you doin'
Get out the house, wanna see you movin'
Gotta get your money right 'cause it's on tonight
Yeah, it's the weekend, baby

Hey, yo', Jermaine, you should see how I'm gettin' these dames
I'm a soldier mob, 4-6 rollers, stay in your lane
Chicks get whip appeal the way I grip the wheel
So fast, get whiplash when the wheels peel
I'm so ghetto, but the broads still love me
I never fall off, my game never rusty
J make the girls stop and stare, the way they change
Swing back and forth like a rockin' chair
It's hot in here
Wild as the jungle, wild as the rumbles in the tunnel
Let's pop in here
From Avery to Club Centuries to the Good Boy
Everybody know Lil' J, the Hollywood star, come on


To the windows, to the walls
The club is packed so let's ball
See, my girls and all my dogs
Won't leave till the windows fog

It's the weekend, what you doin'
Get out the house, wanna see you movin'
Gotta get your money right 'cause it's on tonight
Yeah, it's the weekend, baby

When I'm in ATL I'm with JD and them
Da Brat, Bow Wow, JE, and them
West Coast, I'm with big Snoop and them
Doc Dre, LT in the Coupe with them
In New York you know I'm with Rock-A-Fella
Jay-Z, Beanie, and Bleek in the drop together
When I'm in the Midwest I'm R. Kelly and them
Rock Land, St. Lunatics, Nelly and them

To the windows, to the walls
The club is packed so let's ball
See, my girls and all my dogs
Won't leave till the windows fog

It's the weekend, what you doin'
Get out the house, wanna see you movin'
Gotta get your money right 'cause it's on tonight
Yeah, it's the weekend, baby

To the windows, to the walls
The club is packed so let's ball
See, my girls and all my dogs
Won't leave till the windows fog

It's the weekend, what you doin'
Get out the house, wanna see you movin'
Gotta get your money right 'cause it's on tonight
Yeah, it's the weekend, baby