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Tremendeux - Weekend Lyrics



Tremendeux - Weekend Lyrics
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SLife
Stop
Drop
And Roll
All my girls touch your toes
Shake that ass for the culture
Leave that nigga he don't want cha
My bitch she a vulture
Good dick make her stalk ya
More hips less talking
He broke can't afford ya
Girl
What's up
What's up
Yeah we back at it again
Back it up
Back it up
Can you drop it like yo friend
I got keys to crib
And a dusse with the splif
That ain't even where I live
But you home with the kid
Why you mad at me
Cuz this game ain't free
And her arch is right
We gone f*ck all night
I got bills to pay
But i'ma spend that time
We gone smoke a lil
Gotta ease my mind
I got smoke
You got drink
We gon light it up
Light it up
Light it up
Light it up
We ain't tripping off that dumb shit
Nah
Hell nah
Yeah Yeah
He ain't want her now
He mad that I got her
You the reason that I feel like this
I'm that nigga
She don't ever wanna miss
Hit it one time
I been f*cking with you ever since
Girl you heaven sent
Shake that ass bring it right back
Girl I'm bout to have a heart attack
I ain't even gotta tell her twice
F*ck it up live your best life
I'ma do me and that's regardless
Mo love for a nigga cold hearted
Mo sex for the weekend
Yeah
Got me drowning in the deep end
Yeah
Type of dick make her sleep in
Damn
Type of dick have her cheesing
Yeah
She deserve everything from me
I don't skimp on the meals
You get fed for free
I got moves that'll put you out your misery
If you hating you don't even get a blank from me
Yeah
Pregame then we dip
Got a hand full crips for a bad bitch
I got smoke
You got drink
We gon light it up
Light it up
Light it up
Light it up
We ain't tripping off that dumb shit
Hell nah
Yeah Yeah
He ain't want her now
He mad that I got her
You the reason that I feel like this
I'm that nigga
She don't ever wanna miss
Hit it one time
I been f*cking with you ever since
Girl you heaven sent
Shake that ass
Like a salt shaker bitch
Shake that ass
Till a nigga get rich
Shake that ass
Like a salt shaker bitch
Shake that ass
Till a nigga get rich
Shake that ass
Like a salt shaker bitch
Shake that ass
Till a nigga get rich
Shake that ass
Like a salt shaker bitch
Shake that ass
Till a nigga get rich
Got a twenty with your name on it
Change your life
Put that flame on it
Flexing niggas yeah they do the most
I ain't gotta prove shit to y'all
SLife
That's the motherf*cking wave
She abide by that
You know the motherf*cking game
Like them dark brown tings
With her hands on her knees
Drop that ass to the floor
She gon shake it for the king
That's a fact
Where my girls with the attitudes at
Where yall at
Raise yall hands if yall f*cking with that
Bring that ass back
You don't even gotta rush for me
Yeah
I like that ass
Just like that
Uh huh
Uh huh
Uh huh
I like it just like that
Uh huh
Uh huh
Uh huh
Yeah girl shake it
Just like that
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English

SLife
Stop
Drop
And Roll
All my girls touch your toes
Shake that ass for the culture
Leave that nigga he don't want cha
My bitch she a vulture
Good dick make her stalk ya
More hips less talking
He broke can't afford ya
Girl
What's up
What's up
Yeah we back at it again
Back it up
Back it up
Can you drop it like yo friend
I got keys to crib
And a dusse with the splif
That ain't even where I live
But you home with the kid
Why you mad at me
Cuz this game ain't free
And her arch is right
We gone f*ck all night
I got bills to pay
But i'ma spend that time
We gone smoke a lil
Gotta ease my mind
I got smoke
You got drink
We gon light it up
Light it up
Light it up
Light it up
We ain't tripping off that dumb shit
Nah
Hell nah
Yeah Yeah
He ain't want her now
He mad that I got her
You the reason that I feel like this
I'm that nigga
She don't ever wanna miss
Hit it one time
I been f*cking with you ever since
Girl you heaven sent
Shake that ass bring it right back
Girl I'm bout to have a heart attack
I ain't even gotta tell her twice
F*ck it up live your best life
I'ma do me and that's regardless
Mo love for a nigga cold hearted
Mo sex for the weekend
Yeah
Got me drowning in the deep end
Yeah
Type of dick make her sleep in
Damn
Type of dick have her cheesing
Yeah
She deserve everything from me
I don't skimp on the meals
You get fed for free
I got moves that'll put you out your misery
If you hating you don't even get a blank from me
Yeah
Pregame then we dip
Got a hand full crips for a bad bitch
I got smoke
You got drink
We gon light it up
Light it up
Light it up
Light it up
We ain't tripping off that dumb shit
Hell nah
Yeah Yeah
He ain't want her now
He mad that I got her
You the reason that I feel like this
I'm that nigga
She don't ever wanna miss
Hit it one time
I been f*cking with you ever since
Girl you heaven sent
Shake that ass
Like a salt shaker bitch
Shake that ass
Till a nigga get rich
Shake that ass
Like a salt shaker bitch
Shake that ass
Till a nigga get rich
Shake that ass
Like a salt shaker bitch
Shake that ass
Till a nigga get rich
Shake that ass
Like a salt shaker bitch
Shake that ass
Till a nigga get rich
Got a twenty with your name on it
Change your life
Put that flame on it
Flexing niggas yeah they do the most
I ain't gotta prove shit to y'all
SLife
That's the motherf*cking wave
She abide by that
You know the motherf*cking game
Like them dark brown tings
With her hands on her knees
Drop that ass to the floor
She gon shake it for the king
That's a fact
Where my girls with the attitudes at
Where yall at
Raise yall hands if yall f*cking with that
Bring that ass back
You don't even gotta rush for me
Yeah
I like that ass
Just like that
Uh huh
Uh huh
Uh huh
I like it just like that
Uh huh
Uh huh
Uh huh
Yeah girl shake it
Just like that
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Writer: Austin Jackson
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Performed By: Tremendeux
Language: English
Length: 3:18
Written by: Austin Jackson

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