Tha Weekend Lyrics - Mack 10

Tha weekend 

All you freak hoe`s freaking 

Me and Mack 10 baby come on in 

Tha weekend 

This shit got you tweaking 

Who tha fuck want to steal what they got? 

It`s tha weekend 

All you freak hoe`s freaking 

Me and Mack 10 baby come on in 

Tha weekend 

This shit got you tweaking 

Who tha fuck want to steal what they got? 

It`s tha weekend 

Yo, I`m looking for tha weekend 

The weed got me tweaking 

Plus the sticky green got the whole room leaking 

I make the kind of shit that get a freak hoe freaking 

So pump the bass and check my mic level when I`m speaking 

And to you haters out there I see you peeking 

So I keep a glock and leave your punk ass leaking 

I hear you creeping, even when you`re sneaking 

Gimme a reason, if it`s on then I`m squeezing 

It`s tha weekend! 

In the streets, ain`t enough ghetto for me 

So bad I gotta lug the heavy metal with me 

Don`t hang out on your block, I got plans to bubble 

Only time you seeing Tech is when I`m causing trouble 

Weekend, get my cheque, I`m flossing double 

Out the house, running game like I`m off the huddle 

Wonder how tough my ride? 

Man, niggas cuff they bride 

And come home from work three, stuck outside 

It`s tha weekend 

This gat got you leaking 

For speaking out of turn, nigga got to burn 

Make em squirm, watch em do the funky worm 

You got to learn, every fucking thing you earn 

Tha weekend, tha weekend, tha weekend 

You can`t fuck with weed spin 

Tha weekend, tha weekend, tha weekend 

You can`t fuck with weed spin 

I`m a hoo-bangin` rider, retaliator till I`m leaving 

Mash my opponents till they no longer breathing 

I`m hatin to parole these killas and weed dealers 

My niggas there ride hoochie bitches and three-willers 

Dick em strong and long with a groupie or ?bougie? hoe 

I like em in a thong when they make their booty go 

Run swipe up in, baby bulge and do I get em 

When it`s on my niggas get sure in em then I send em 

Ain`t that no mission in the butts is ain`t nothing to me 

Up in the club, haters don`t want nothing with me 

I been a hog since you niggas was cuffing ya lees 

I never hog, I`m looking down at nothing but flees 

In your town, I crawl up, nothing but these 

Like "Hey ladies!" Yea, who leaving with me? 

"Hey fellas!" You need to leave immediately 

If you don`t want your ass whupped repeatedly 

This is tha weekend! 

It`s MC`s please, we split through on threes`s, wudda 

Dayton off the ground laying, like "Whoa!" 

I coast through your blocks slow 

I`m H20, boy I got that wet flow 

To douse your flame, I`ll get that up out ya man 

You plot, I`m sorry I shot ya man 

See me whippin on the freeway, the LBC way 

On the three-way with ?J-Wide? and pack 

Hell yea, I`m riding with Mack 

Mack 10 outside all night selling rocks 

Patrolling with the deuce-five burning my socks 

This weekend is your life, dying today 

Next weekend is your wife, crying at your wake 

Punk bitch screaming like "I can`t believe they killed him!" 

Fuck nigga with a stainless plate, we wouldn`t have peeled him 

The hoo-banging attitude, with the gat-titude 

Seven days a week and make your forehead leak nigga! 

It`s MC`s please, we split through on threes`s, wudda 

Dayton off the ground laying, like "Whoa!" 

I coast through your blocks slow 

I`m H20, boy I got that wet flow 

To douse your flame, I`ll get that up out ya man 

You plot, I`m sorry I shot ya man 

See me whippin on the freeway, the LBC way 

On the three-way with ?J-Wide? and pack 

Hell yea, I`m riding with Mack