Wiz Khalifa

Wiz Khalifa - Weekend songtekst

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Yea, 

I live life like the weekend (weekend) 

Get it in every night til the weekend (weekend) 

Stay up til the sun rise then we sleep in (yeah) 

Hard work got my bank account peakin (peakin) 

Shit straight, you can trust me 

Niggas gon hate, but the hoes just love me (love me) 

Don't it sound so good 

How a youngin so fresh with a style so hood 



Got visions of your man, broke and doin bad 

Fans stand in line just to take pictures of your man 

Flow hot, should be in the kitchen with the pans 

Money be on the floor stacked to the ceiling with the fan 

I'm living what I'm saying 

Name known everywhere I go, west coast to the buildings in Japan 

Trying to keep them dollar signs fillin up my pants 

So I don't need weight , the boy got cake 

See me in every city, different broad in every state 

Niggas all got new intentions cause Im winning in the race 

I make a broad turn groupie 

She like, "gosh, look at all this Gucci

I have her in the crib late night, in the crib rollin that stink up 

Now she talkin bout getting inked up 

I don't see yall weak fucks 

Now that yall swole me and Niko linked up 

Now we gon eat up 



I live life like the weekend (weekend) 

Get it in every night til the weekend (weekend) 

Stay up til the sun rise then we sleep in (yeah) 

Hard work got my bank account peakin (peakin) 

Shits straight, you can trust me 



Niggas gon hate, but the hoes just love me (love me) 

Don't it sound so good 

How a youngin so fresh with a style so hood 



Wizzle listen, this is where them and us both differ 

Before they had the voice now they have the pitcher 

And we will deliver 

We are the stars, the big dippers, get it? 

High sky scraping, the constellations 



High sky scrapin', the constellations 

My flow forsaken and they cannot take it 

And I'm gon give it and they will not make it 

my flow coke an I'm gon bake it 

But I never sold it 

More like a weed tota, mota rolla Nextel chirpa 

Your girl is a slurpa, but you don' know it 

Young Wiz told me, he put his hommie on it 

And I ran up on it, and we had a moment or two 

You ain't seen me since how lonely are you? 

You sad and you're weepin' 'I'm comin' right back, 

Imma see you next weekend 



I live life like the weekend (weekend) 

Get it in every night til the weekend (weekend) 

Stay up til the sun rise then we sleep in (yeah) 

Hard work got my bank account peakin (peakin) 

Shit straight, you can trust me 

Niggas gon hate, but the hoes just love me (love me) 

Don't it sound so good 

How a youngin so fresh with a style so hood
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