the xxiii - weekend lyrics
[hook: casisdead]
through the weekend
we doing c-ke all through the weekend
who was doing c-ke all through the weekend?
doing c-ke all through the weekend?
who was doing bits all through the weekend?
who was on the sh-t all through the weekend?
who was doing ____ on the weekend, as well?
we was doing c-ke all through the weekend
[verse 1: casisdead]
went broths over the weekend, then i went to the broths again
there’s a little ting in there, she’s a 10, she only charges an extra 10
went in, waited again, then as soon as i see her i’m pitching a tent
stand to attention, i told her my name was trent and i come here to vent
name was trent and i come here to vent
stand to attention, i told her my name was trent and i come here to vent
stand to attention, i told her my name was trent and i come here to vent
stand to attention, i told her my name was trent and i come here to vent
raps full of misplaced facts and brags and slags and hypochondriacs
n-gg-s actors, is that why they call them acts? man get the axe
nearly collapsed like goldman sachs
didn’t pay the vat or the income tax
[?] back, in an instant like bacs
blowing that pack out the packs
[verse 2: mason]
drugs stuffed in my pocket and i got pills all in my sock
i’m with this saucy browning and i swear down she wants my c-ck
heated seats i got them on full blast
she’s slipping out her top, says she “don’t usually do this”
she claims she ain’t no thot
why she ain’t stopped giving me top?
i bought the pills, they all got popped
pulled out the gear, it all got chopped
poured out the juice, took couple shots
back to the nosh, it was top notch
back to the nosh, it was top notch
[hook: casisdead]
through the weekend
we doing c-ke all through the weekend
who was doing c-ke all through the weekend?
doing c-ke all through the weekend
[verse 3: king rico]
(see two chicks, both looking leng… huh? oh sh-t)
see two chicks, both looking leng
i took one, mas’ took the friend
man had loud, built up the peng
this sh-t’s loud, p-ss it again
s-xy b-tch, pardon my french
she’s from london, ain’t even french
we was getting drunk, on the park bench
rubbing my chest, ain’t even hench
face is 8, back is a 10
maybe a 9, maybe a 7
after these drinks she’ll be 11
she’s on crud, so is her bredrin
little bit of kush, little bit of lemon
please no telling
gave her my weapon
quick little session
kept it stepping
(yeah, i was gone)
[hook: casisdead]
through the weekend
we doing c-ke all through the weekend
we was doing c-ke all through the weekend
doing c-ke all through the weekend
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