Every Weekend Songtext
von Jump Smokers
Every Weekend Songtext
You get your friends and I get my friends
And we can be friends and do this every weekend
You get fucked up and I get fucked up
We tear this club up and do this every weekend
Friday night, just got paid and now I′m hittin' the town
Got my boys by my side and now we lookin′ around
I see a blonde over there, I see a brown eyed girl
Throw down couple shots, get her on the floor, I wanna rock her world
Oh no, here we go again
Club rockin' got me stumblin'
Champagne and my glass be bubblin′
I see a hot chick, hope she brought some friends
For my crew ′cause we on a brawl
Can't let her dance slow, how you like me now?
I′m like Joe Cat with money to blow
Three more shots, then we good to go
You get your friends and I get my friends
And we can be friends and do this every weekend
You get fucked up and I get fucked up
We tear this club up and do this every weekend
We don't want a table, yeah, we want the whole section
′Cause when the DJ's play this song, she gets nipple erections
We jump, smoke, do the most, every weekend′s a perfection
She undressin', I'm undressin′, now this party really flexin′
I need 9 inches of protection though
I'm a Libra, she′s Scorpio
Love to dance so she do-si-do
I'ma put the cream in her Oreo
Say, "Oh yeah, mami", put it on my tab
Say, "Oh yeah, mami", put it on my tab
Say, "Oh yeah, mami", put it on my tab
Oh yeah, mami, put it on my tab
You get your friends and I get my friends
And we can be friends and do this every weekend
You get fucked up and I get fucked up
We tear this club up and do this every weekend
I don′t even know your name, but it don't matter to me
When you′re talkin' inside the club
All of that come across as chatter to me
You might know who I am (Doesn't matter)
Don′t care if you don′t (Don't)
Don′t say that you will, get you back to the crib
Find out that you won't
Oh no, here we go again
Club rockin′ got me stumblin'
Champagne and my glass be bubblin′
I see a hot chick, hope she brought some friends
For my crew 'cause we on a brawl
Can't let her dance slow, how you like me now?
I′m like Joe Cat with money to blow
Three more shots, then we good to go
You get your friends and I get my friends
And we can be friends and do this every weekend
You get fucked up and I get fucked up
We tear this club up and do this every weekend
You get your friends and I get my friends
And we can be friends and do this every weekend
You get fucked up and I get fucked up
We tear this club up and do this every weekend
And we can be friends and do this every weekend
You get fucked up and I get fucked up
We tear this club up and do this every weekend
Friday night, just got paid and now I′m hittin' the town
Got my boys by my side and now we lookin′ around
I see a blonde over there, I see a brown eyed girl
Throw down couple shots, get her on the floor, I wanna rock her world
Oh no, here we go again
Club rockin' got me stumblin'
Champagne and my glass be bubblin′
I see a hot chick, hope she brought some friends
For my crew ′cause we on a brawl
Can't let her dance slow, how you like me now?
I′m like Joe Cat with money to blow
Three more shots, then we good to go
You get your friends and I get my friends
And we can be friends and do this every weekend
You get fucked up and I get fucked up
We tear this club up and do this every weekend
We don't want a table, yeah, we want the whole section
′Cause when the DJ's play this song, she gets nipple erections
We jump, smoke, do the most, every weekend′s a perfection
She undressin', I'm undressin′, now this party really flexin′
I need 9 inches of protection though
I'm a Libra, she′s Scorpio
Love to dance so she do-si-do
I'ma put the cream in her Oreo
Say, "Oh yeah, mami", put it on my tab
Say, "Oh yeah, mami", put it on my tab
Say, "Oh yeah, mami", put it on my tab
Oh yeah, mami, put it on my tab
You get your friends and I get my friends
And we can be friends and do this every weekend
You get fucked up and I get fucked up
We tear this club up and do this every weekend
I don′t even know your name, but it don't matter to me
When you′re talkin' inside the club
All of that come across as chatter to me
You might know who I am (Doesn't matter)
Don′t care if you don′t (Don't)
Don′t say that you will, get you back to the crib
Find out that you won't
Oh no, here we go again
Club rockin′ got me stumblin'
Champagne and my glass be bubblin′
I see a hot chick, hope she brought some friends
For my crew 'cause we on a brawl
Can't let her dance slow, how you like me now?
I′m like Joe Cat with money to blow
Three more shots, then we good to go
You get your friends and I get my friends
And we can be friends and do this every weekend
You get fucked up and I get fucked up
We tear this club up and do this every weekend
You get your friends and I get my friends
And we can be friends and do this every weekend
You get fucked up and I get fucked up
We tear this club up and do this every weekend
Writer(s): Anthony Arzadon, Justin Roman, Sam Vincent Garcia, Ronald Ray Bryant Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
