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P!nk - Here Comes the Weekend Lyrics
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[ Featuring Eminem ]

Here comes, comes the weekend
Hear it calling like a siren
We don't want no problems
We don't like them, keep it movin'
Here comes the weekend
Set off your sirens
Here comes the weekend
Set off your sirens

I just wanna play big city holiday
So get out of my way
If you know what's better for ya
I'm tearin' up the night, lipstick and leather tight
Not lookin' for a fight, no
High heels and cherry wine, not wasting any time
We're ticking like a bomb, about to blow

Here comes, comes the weekend
Hear it calling like a siren
We don't look for trouble
Just enough to, seein' double
Here comes the weekend
Set off your sirens
Here comes the weekend
Set off your sirens

Drink some pink champagne
I don't know you yet
But we'll forget
So, f*ck what they say
Let the rum flow until it rains
I'm tearing up the night, lipstick and leather tights
Not lookin' for a fight, no
High heels and cherry wine, not wasting any time
We're ticking like a bomb, about to blow

Here comes, comes the weekend
Hear it calling like a siren
We don't look for trouble
Just enough to, seein' double
Here comes the weekend
Set off your sirens
Here comes the weekend
Set off your sirens

Yeah, yeah
Nothin' high class in my glass, only bottles I pop
Are bottles of pop so when I pop up in the spot
I'm probably not gonna be wantin' to pop bubbly
Or Ciroc, I'm not Puffy, but I'ma run this city tonight
When I hit it, I might act like a frickin' idiot
Diddy mixed with a medieval knight, big city lights
Little indignity, hot diggity, this Biggie is gettin' me hype
I don't get some liquor, I'll hurt you
I'll knock your dick in the dirt, bickerin' worse
Than that bitch in that Snickers commercial
A mixture of Stifler and Urkel, hangin' from the light fixture
I hope you pricks are insured for this buildin'
'Cause we're tearin' it down, security get out
The frickin' way, Jesus Christ son the blaring is loud
I swear the only thing I hear is the sound
Of sirens goin' eereer, 'cause

Here comes the weekend
Set off your sirens
Here comes the weekend
Set off your sirens
Here comes the weekend
Set off your sirens
Here comes the weekend
Set off your sirens
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Here comes, comes the weekend
Hear it calling like a siren
We don't want no problems
We don't like them, keep it movin'
Here comes the weekend
Set off your sirens
Here comes the weekend
Set off your sirens

I just wanna play big city holiday
So get out of my way
If you know what's better for ya
I'm tearin' up the night, lipstick and leather tight
Not lookin' for a fight, no
High heels and cherry wine, not wasting any time
We're ticking like a bomb, about to blow

Here comes, comes the weekend
Hear it calling like a siren
We don't look for trouble
Just enough to, seein' double
Here comes the weekend
Set off your sirens
Here comes the weekend
Set off your sirens

Drink some pink champagne
I don't know you yet
But we'll forget
So, f*ck what they say
Let the rum flow until it rains
I'm tearing up the night, lipstick and leather tights
Not lookin' for a fight, no
High heels and cherry wine, not wasting any time
We're ticking like a bomb, about to blow

Here comes, comes the weekend
Hear it calling like a siren
We don't look for trouble
Just enough to, seein' double
Here comes the weekend
Set off your sirens
Here comes the weekend
Set off your sirens

Yeah, yeah
Nothin' high class in my glass, only bottles I pop
Are bottles of pop so when I pop up in the spot
I'm probably not gonna be wantin' to pop bubbly
Or Ciroc, I'm not Puffy, but I'ma run this city tonight
When I hit it, I might act like a frickin' idiot
Diddy mixed with a medieval knight, big city lights
Little indignity, hot diggity, this Biggie is gettin' me hype
I don't get some liquor, I'll hurt you
I'll knock your dick in the dirt, bickerin' worse
Than that bitch in that Snickers commercial
A mixture of Stifler and Urkel, hangin' from the light fixture
I hope you pricks are insured for this buildin'
'Cause we're tearin' it down, security get out
The frickin' way, Jesus Christ son the blaring is loud
I swear the only thing I hear is the sound
Of sirens goin' eereer, 'cause

Here comes the weekend
Set off your sirens
Here comes the weekend
Set off your sirens
Here comes the weekend
Set off your sirens
Here comes the weekend
Set off your sirens
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Writer: Pranam Chin Injeti, Liz Rodrigues, Erik Albert George Alcock, Khalil Abdul-Rahman, Marshall B. III Mathers, Alecia B. Moore, Jonathan Keith Brown
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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