Nuko Uno - Weekends In The Six

I come back from the weekend
Spent a little money
Runnin' on them secrets
Yeah
Comin' out from the east end
Got a lot of money
And she shows what she spends
Got a lot that girls would envy
She got that Gucci, Prada, and some Fendi
Got em' from her sugar daddy
All she do is run that addy
Yeah
Weekends in the six
Don't know what it is that makes me feel sick
Maybe it's the drinks
Or maybe it's the bish
Weekends the six
Don't know what it is that makes me feel sick
Maybe it's the drugs
Or maybe it's the bish
Weekends the six
Don't know what it is that makes me feel sick
Maybe it's the drugs
Or maybe it's the bish
Yeah
It's tradition on a Friday night
New black denim just to fit the vibes
Ninety miles I hit eighty-five
I come back for the weekend
Spend a little money
Women and their requests
Comin' out from the north end
Met her on the gram and she sniffs til' there's none left
Ooo ooo ooo
Ninety miles from home
Yeah you you you
Women got me fucked up actin' like I'm alone
Yeah weekends in the six
Don't know what it is that makes me feel sick
Maybe it's the drinks
Or maybe it's the bish
Weekends in the six
Don't know what it is
That makes me feel sick
Maybe it's the drugs
Or maybe it's the bish
Weekends in the six
Don't know what it is
That makes me feel sick
Maybe it's the drugs
Or maybe it's the bish
Yeah

Written by:
Clint Okun Jr.

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