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I called chad on wednesday night |
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So we could make plans for thursday night |
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He said "we could go hit the peapods" |
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I was like yeah, that's my favorite spot |
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Plus I like it there, cause I got love on the list |
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High powered juice, where I don't even get frisked |
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Walk up in the place and get love from the misses |
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Pounds from my brothers, cuz they knowing that disses |
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The place to be to let it all out |
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But when the weekend come, the weekend come |
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Y'all could come |
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So go tell ya mama come and ya papa come |
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Go to spin the record so we can get dumb |
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Place packed, capacity maximum |
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Due to my man polo promotion |
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And I can't wait to go out and hear some |
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Chorus: Esthero |
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Jumping music, swift D.J.'s |
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Smoke machines and laser rays |
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Look out weekend cause, here I come |
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Because weekends were, were |
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Walk in the club at like 10:00 |
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And the spot is hot, blowing up rooftops |
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Its thursday night and the night is young |
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Four day weekend, time to have some fun |
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D.J.'s scutter up, drop them joints |
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Everybody's been waiting to dance and make noise |
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B-boys, let me see you break it down |
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And ladies, let your hips move around |
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Its the sound of the bep family |
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Got a poet named life and a sister kimy |
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And the blood of abraham |
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So let's get ready for the jam |
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Chorus: Esthero |
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Jumping music, swift D.J.'s |
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Smoke machines and laser rays |
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Look out weekend cause, here I come |
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Because weekends were, were |
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(bridge) |
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It was a thursday night and the party was bumpin' |
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And the bass was thumpin' and people was jumpin' |
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And taboo's at the front door comin' |
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Taboo's at the front door comin |
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And |
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And here he come now |
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And |
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Nah, nah, nah |
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Yo, Mr. Smith |
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Win or win Mr. Smith |
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Get our boogie on when the weekend come |
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Check the peapod, cause the vibrates is strong |
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Salinas filipinas, they come one by one |
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All lined up, and they ready for fun |
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Short one's, tall one's, beautiful ones |
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B-boys, b-girls, ready to what |
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Breaking and shaking when we doing our ish |
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J-rock from the beat junkies ready to mix |
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Cuz they cutting up the wax for everybody |
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Come on over cuz were having a party |
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We lighting up the sky with the burning star |
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Throw your hands in the air, if you know who you are |
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Cuz we jumpin' around with the broshigeez |
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And get less by the beat pharmacy, cuz they hitting you with |
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Chorus: Esthero |
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Jumping music, swift D.J.'s |
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Smoke machines and laser rays |
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Look out weekend cuz, here I come |
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Because weekends were were |
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....worrrrd up |
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....worrrrd up |
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Look out weekend cuz, here I come |
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Because weekends were, were. |
