shwd! - Weekend.

They ask how I'm doing, well that depends
How many more days until the weekend
Yeah, we waiting on the weekend
We waiting for the weekend
It's when all the fun begins
It's when I get to hang with all my real friends
Yeah, we waiting on the weekend
We can turn up for no reason
Raise a glass, all the way up to the ceiling
Now let the good times roll, let's have a weekend
What do you wanna do, where you wanna go
We can stay in for the night or we can hit the road
We can play some games or we can dance some more
Just come over once or twice I think we can show
You a good time, take a gamble roll some dice
Usually I do, but with the boys I don't run out of time
The day of the week don't matter, we'll be up all night
Staring at the ceiling fan, talking about our lives
Music on in the background, yeah it don't matter the type
I ain't a shooter, but if them red cups out you know that I can snipe
Ain't buddies yet, but if you a friend of a friend then you are mine
So let's all go get lost, go get lost and waste some time
I don't got time for you, only got time for me
Yeah, I meant what I meant and nothing in between
I don't got time for you, only got time for me
Yeah, because I'll be busy at the end of every week
Yeah, we waiting on the weekend
We waiting for the weekend
It's when all the fun begins
It's when I get to hang with all my real friends
Yeah, we waiting on the weekend
We can turn up for no reason
Raise a glass, all the way up to the ceiling
Now let the good times roll, let's have a weekend
Aye, let the good times roll let's have some fun
Let the good times roll without the sun
Turn the music up, the weekend just begun
Yeah, I feel like this one could be the one
If one of us wins, then we all win
I'm thankful for all my friends
One day I'll have a Benz
Me and my brother, yeah we'll be twins
You don't know about where we've been
Thought we fell off the deep end
Oops, well I'm here again
I swear this the best feeling
Yeah, we waiting on the weekend
We waiting for the weekend
It's when all the fun begins
It's when I get to hang with all my real friends
Yeah my real friends
They ask how I'm doing, well that depends
Aye, I said that depends
On how many more days until the weekend

Written by:
Nik Ahlschwede

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