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THE WEAKEND Video (MV)




Performed By: DCHU
Language: English
Length: 2:51
Written by: Daniel Chu




DCHU - THE WEAKEND Lyrics
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Of all the shawtys in the world, she's the finest
Can I take you on a date, your Highness
Girl you know just how I feel about you
Tarantino, make a film about you
Let me work your booty out like a gym
I'm tryna stuff your body with a limb
First thing I'm finna do when I'm back home
Is come and put this dick down on your backbone
Do you still think I don't care about you
Gave you my heart, girl, so now you got two
Chanel perfume still lingers in my room
And I'm going crazy, babe, what should I do
So mama tell me where you at
I just really want you back
Not only to blow your back out
Not only to blow your back out- got this cash now
Girl, I need you like this weekend
And I just do my wife for the weekdays
Make you feel alright every weekday
But she want Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday
Yeah, every day to her's a weekday
And I just do my wife for the weekdays
Make you feel alright every weekday
But she want Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday
Gucci, Prada, Dolce & Gabbana
Eat up Benihana when we fly out to Hawaii
Stackin commas, I know you wanna
Yeah, don't you wanna be with me tonight
Even if it's just for the weekend
We be f*ckin' all night, then sleeping
We can take our time, whatever, as long as you'll be by my side
Just give me your location, girl, I'll slide
Do you still think I don't care about you
Gave you my heart, girl, so now you got two
Chanel perfume still lingers in my room
And I'm going crazy, babe, what should I do
So mama tell me where you at
I just really want you back
Not only to blow your back out
Not only to blow your back out - got this cash now
Girl, I need you like this weekend
And I just do my wife for the weekdays
Make you feel alright every weekday
But she want Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday
Yeah, every day to her's a weekday
And I just do my wife for the weekdays
Make you feel alright every weekday
But she want Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday
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Of all the shawtys in the world, she's the finest
Can I take you on a date, your Highness
Girl you know just how I feel about you
Tarantino, make a film about you
Let me work your booty out like a gym
I'm tryna stuff your body with a limb
First thing I'm finna do when I'm back home
Is come and put this dick down on your backbone
Do you still think I don't care about you
Gave you my heart, girl, so now you got two
Chanel perfume still lingers in my room
And I'm going crazy, babe, what should I do
So mama tell me where you at
I just really want you back
Not only to blow your back out
Not only to blow your back out- got this cash now
Girl, I need you like this weekend
And I just do my wife for the weekdays
Make you feel alright every weekday
But she want Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday
Yeah, every day to her's a weekday
And I just do my wife for the weekdays
Make you feel alright every weekday
But she want Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday
Gucci, Prada, Dolce & Gabbana
Eat up Benihana when we fly out to Hawaii
Stackin commas, I know you wanna
Yeah, don't you wanna be with me tonight
Even if it's just for the weekend
We be f*ckin' all night, then sleeping
We can take our time, whatever, as long as you'll be by my side
Just give me your location, girl, I'll slide
Do you still think I don't care about you
Gave you my heart, girl, so now you got two
Chanel perfume still lingers in my room
And I'm going crazy, babe, what should I do
So mama tell me where you at
I just really want you back
Not only to blow your back out
Not only to blow your back out - got this cash now
Girl, I need you like this weekend
And I just do my wife for the weekdays
Make you feel alright every weekday
But she want Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday
Yeah, every day to her's a weekday
And I just do my wife for the weekdays
Make you feel alright every weekday
But she want Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday
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Writer: Daniel Chu
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