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I been rolling hard through the city
Got my niggas rolling with me
And this drank got me feeling alright
This week was on some other shit
Shit was hard then a bitch
Yea but we fitting to go off tonight
Go ahead and grab yourself a cup
Yea pour it up
Lets have a toast just for the weekend
You can stay as long as you wanna
Just don't go calling ya mother
Because over here the party ends
First we gonna take 3 shots
Just start to it off
When they get here we gonna take a few more
We gonna light a few blunts
You know homie brought the Runtz
We ain't stopping till we hit the floor
Yea you know we fitting to wild out wild out
Yea lets all get wasted
Sipping Tennessee whiskey
From the bottle no chasing
Oh yea you know what it is
Find a sitter for the kids
It's the weekend
Let the party begin
Rolling hard through the city
Got my niggas rolling with me
And this drank got me feeling alright
This week was on some other shit
Shit was hard then a bitch
Yea but we fitting to go off tonight
Go ahead and grab yourself a cup
Yea pour it up
Lets have a toast just for the weekend
Stay as long as you wanna
Just don't go calling ya mother
Because over here the party ends
If your ready the weekend
Say yeah yeah yeah
If your ready for the weekend
Say Yea yea yea
Call up Becky tell her bring her friends
About to throw these rubber bands
Love the way them big ol booties bounce around and jiggle
Yea she was supposed to bring her man
but she came alone instead
Just a player man this game ain't free
I'm just trying to take this party higher
Crank that music turn it louder
Chilling in the cut wit a woods