Weekends

Back, Front
Back, Front
Back, Front
Uh
Back, Front
Back, Front
Back, Front
Uh

Glad its over, yeah I had a long week
$5 in the tank, Baby I been riding on E
But good thing I been saving for the weekend
Celebration, don't even need a reason
Ooo
Like how you move
But I think it'd look better on me

Like Back, Front
Like Back, Front
Back, Front
Like Back, Front
Like Back, Front
Like Back, Back, Back, Back

Ooo
Just the right speed
Got me spilling my drink
But I don't really mind
Feel like I'm hypnotized
Your body's braille
Did you know that I was colorblind
Oooo
There's some things I'm trynna see
Like 1, 2, 3
When she dance on me
O.M.G
How she move it from the back

Front
Like Back, Front
Like Back, Front
Like Back, Front
(Let's get it now)
Back, Front
Back, Front
Back, Front
Now Back, Back, Back, Back

Ooo
Don't know her name
Or her number
Been thinking bout her all summer
But I don't really mind
Don't really have the time
But there's some things I'm trynna see

I found her in the back of the room
She put me back on the moon
And then I'm back on my own
And yeah she's bad to the bone
Counting racks all alone
I can't forget that tattoo on her back

(Now Back) Front
Back, Front
Back, Front
Back, Front

I think you need somebody like me
So girl come put that body on me
Oh yeah you got it O.D
No point in being lonely
Test drive and put my hands on it
Back it up and do my dance on it
I'm just glad I got a chance on it
Bout dropped a couple bands on it
But damn I'm forgetting her name
Was it Sarah or maybe its Jane
She brought a couple of friends
Next weekend we'll do it again

(Now hold on, hold on
Let me slow this thing down
For everybody in the Back)

Front
Now Back, Front
Back, Front
Back, Front
Aye



Credits
Writer(s): Hunter Theodore Steigman
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