Liefdesverdriet / Weekend

Who are you again?
Why are you in my bed?
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

Go get your heart back, you gave it too easy (you gave it too easy)
You can't do nothing without me, girl, tell me you need me (girl, tell me you need me)
I don't know how, but I still get geeked off your love (get geeked off your love)
I give you everything even though I don't have much (ah, I don't have much)

And I can tell this love ain't real (I can tell this love ain't real)
And I can tell this love ain't true (I can tell this love ain't true)
Gave you all this money, and you couldn't hold still (you still don't hold still)
Still wouldn't believe you if you said the sky was blue (if you said the sky was blue)

You cannot live by yourself, how you don't care about me? (Care about me)
Yeah, I buy you all Chanel, you say you don't like Versace (you don't like Versace)
Yeah, I say I'm god for you, I try to move the sun, uh
Bad lil' John, how she want us Christian Louboutins (Christian Lou')

Infinity (infinity), you don't understand perfection
Please come with me (come with me), they giving you all the wrong direction
I bet you miss me when I'm gone away (when I'm gone)
'Cause I know them nards could be coming any day
Like don't move

Thought the friend knew it was fire, but it wasn't intentional (it wasn't intentional)
Yeah, know he ain't a hustler, but he trappin' 'cause the rent was due (you know rent was due)
Yeah, and he ain't seen a rack, he still hustlin' for some tennis shoes
Yeah, this man, a song like vent serve shit we don't tend to (we don't tend to)
Yeah, on cut and say he gone kill me, who the fuck he came to? (Who the fuck he came to?)
Yeah, they know we got choppers in the attic, we put 'em in the den too
(We put 'em in the den too)

Freakin' hoe stay in her mouth, no cap, them too (no cap, them too)
He know if he play, he get laid, my niggas tote pencils
And I know this ain't what you want (I know this ain't what you want)
And baby, I ain't tryna force it (baby, I ain't tryna force it)
I dream about having 12 kids with you (with you)
And screamin' for the law enforcement (and screamin' for the-, yeah)

They say don't save her
Even if you spare race, cop out 'cause this shit still a race, cop (still a race, cop)
And your new nigga, he can't see me, you must've made some (you must've made some)
Put some cocaine on my margelle, still can't lace 'em (I still can't lace 'em)
If you out of state, I'm on the way, drop your location

She even face like a nigga on Ouvu
I'm tryna fuck, I ain't tryna watch Hulu
Fuck 12, I ain't never watch Blue Clue
And the drugs taste the chain like Nunu
Got a Asian bitch, think her name's Susu
If they take one of mine, we gon' take two
See one speak to the language, follow Jesus

Can't take one, perc
I gotta take two (I gotta take two)
Might as well be your mama, 'cause bitch, I made you (you know I made you)
And I can tell this ain't love (ooh)
Oh (yeah-yeah)

I'm always sippin' on drink, tryna hold my composure (tryna hold my composure)
Yeah, only time I think 'bout a bitch is when I'm sober (oh, when I'm sober)
Yeah, I ain't even sound lil' baby, still got fours up (we still got fours up)
Yeah, and her throat tryna catch me enough, she down there throwed up
(She down there throwed up)

But you probably deserve more (deserve more)
All I want is me, what you askin' for? (What you askin' for?)
You can't buy love, it ain't in the store, oh (it ain't in the store)
Go get it back, you know that's yours (bitch, you know that's yours)

(Ooh-ooh-ooh) go get your heart back, you gave it too easy (you gave it too easy)
You can't do nothing without me, girl, tell me you need me (girl, tell me you need me)
I don't know how, but I still get geeked off your love (get geeked off your love)
I give you everything even though I don't have much (ah, I don't have much)

And I can tell this love ain't real (I can tell this love ain't real)
And I can tell this love ain't true (I can tell this love ain't true)
Gave you all this money, and you couldn't hold still (you still don't hold still)
Still wouldn't believe you if you said the sky was blue (if you said the sky was blue)

On the weekend, I don't mind
It's on the weekend, I don't mind

Every time you call my phone, I'ma fall through (I'ma fall)
I know you low-key fuckin' out, but I'm a dawg too (I'm a dawg)
We just fuckin', I ain't tryna turn your heart blue (turn your heart)
We make a move, and when we done, make a part two (make a part two)

Know I'm out the hood, but they treat me like a pop star
If you rich, then fuck my chain, I leave my show in the cop car
Give you what you want, girl, I promise that ain't too hard
I be comin' to you fast, probably pull up in the next car

Take you on a spree, I'ma buy you what you want (what you want)
I know that you a freak, you can fuck me how you want (how you want)
I imagine you with me every time that I'm alone
You a scratchin' on my back, I watch your man call you phone

You ain't gotta be ashamed (ain't gotta be ashamed)
I'ma pour out all this lean while you pourin' out your heart
Got you callin' out my name (you callin' out my name)
Girl, you know that pussy water bitch, you ain't even smart

I told you let's get to it, I don't wanna talk (I don't wanna talk)
You got me runnin' to it like I can't walk (like I can't walk)
Girl that nigga lame, he just droppin' salt (droppin' salt)
I bet I catch him in the yard when I drop you off

You keep on sayin' that I'm quiet (quiet)
Probably 'cause I'm traumatized, uh (probably 'cause I'm traumatized)
It seem like all my niggas dying (yeah, but he dying)
I see you on the other side (see you on the other side)

She askin' how them purses make me feel, I can't explain it
All you to do is get me in the booth singin'
You say you want the sun, but fuck me better when it's rainin'
Probably never get the picture, so I pour a whole painting

Stayin' with you all week, so I'ma see you on the weekend (see you on the weekend)
Girl, I'm only five feet, but I'm still going deep in (deep in)
Every time you call my phone I'ma fall through (fall)
I know you low-key fuckin' out, but I'm a dawg too (I'm a dawg)
We just fuckin', I ain't tryna turn your heart blue (turn your heart)
We make a move and when we done make a part two (part two)

Know I'm out the hood, but they treat me like a pop star
If you reaching for my chain, I leave my shoulder in the cop car
Give you what you want, girl, I promise that ain't too hard
I be coming to you fast, probably pull up in the next car



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Writer(s): Kobe Crawford
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