For the Weekend

Girl I know you're a freak
Come to my crib you could stay for the week (For the week)
She gon' bop on the beat
Man I got what she needs
Man she down for the team
If I gotta take u down we go on the sheets
I'm get you goin loud baby like me
Gotta watch for the cops cause I'm all on a bean (woah)
I'm way too faded now (Way too faded)
I know I still want you around (Around)
Party at the crib it's going down (Going down)
I need you on my body need you now (Yeah)

Do it
Baby
Fuck on me (Yeah Yeah)
Do it
Baby
Fuck on me for the weekend
Roll with me
For the weekend (Yeah, yeah yeah)
Do it
Baby
Fuck on me (Yeah yeah)
Do it
Baby
Fuck on me for the weekend
Roll with me
For the weekend (Yeah, yeah yeah)

Girl I know you a freak
Come hop in my sheets
You can be whoever you wanna be
Let down you guard and just let me do me (Yeah)
Pull up in the jag (Yeah)
I might take the highway to your ass (Yeah)
She likes getting giddy in the back (Yeah)
I get fucking litty in the lab (Yeah, Yeah)
Picking up blunts
Got bottle wine while I'm picking her up
Swerving down the road like I'm really in a rush
You know time ticking, I ain't tryna run it up
Shorty bring that ass back
Like to hear that ass clap
She gon drop it down real low
Just to throw that ass back
You know how I like that

Do it
Baby
Fuck on me (Yeah Yeah)
Do it
Baby
Fuck on me for the weekend
Roll with me
For the weekend (Yeah, yeah yeah)
Do it
Baby
Fuck on me (Yeah yeah)
Do it
Baby
Fuck on me for the weekend
Roll with me
For the weekend (Yeah, yeah yeah)



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Writer(s): Rohan Prabhakar, Nick Moleta
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