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Turnt For Da Weekend Lyrics - Singles - The Cataracs

We on now, whatcha gonna do about it? 

We got that money, what we gonna do with it? 

We run the club, how you gonna act now? 

Put yo hands up, now put em back down 

I got a girlfriend, and a girlfriend 

and we all gettin turnt for da weekend 

turnt for da weekend, turnt for da weekend 

And we all gettin turnt for da weekend 

 

Can I get some trees in my habitat 

Pass a blunt you can't handle that 

This beast in the game imma take that reign 

And no you cannot have that back 

No I do not have to rap but I still put out the part as that track 

And you know them DJs play it if it say 'It's the Cataracs" 

And then we shut the dance floor down 

It's hard not to be a man whore now 

Cause the pants on the ground and the man's outta town 

so he's sidelined, outta bounds 

And I'm a player, the coach and the owner 

I bet you get that voice mail every time you phone her 

Every time we sober they be actin like they drunk 

Till they man's come around, 

Now they actin like they nuts 

I got a jet I mean I really got a flight, comin? 

So take it up a step, matter fact a flight of 'em 

Dev is Lil Weezy and I'm Birdman 

You can start cuttin the tags now, we want errything 

 

We on now, whatcha gonna do about it? 

We got that money, what we gonna do with it? 

We run the club, how you gonna act now? 

Put yo hands up, now put em back down 

I got a girlfriend, and a girlfriend 

and we all gettin turnt for da weekend 

turnt for da weekend, turnt for da weekend 

And we all gettin turnt turnt turnt 

 

It's a Friday night, light a cigarette 

Roll that dice girl, what you gonna bet? 

You bad, we bad, it's okay 

We seldom win, and we gonna pay 

I think these hoes need savin 

Dirty girls all go clean shaven 

Uh, it's just the way I was raised 

If yo life is a bitch, better get that bitch spayed 

On a train, through Spain 

And they all say 'me llama' 

They say 'Davey, you my baby and I want you for tha summer (tha summer)' 

Well now, Winter is my lover 

Cause I'm cold like your father, yeah a real motherfucka (motherfucka) 

Uh, look what we started (look what we started) 

From a seed to a garden (to a garden) 

Pardon my French, 

I got bitches on deck, and they comin off the bench heyyyy 

 

We on now, whatcha gonna do about it? 

We got that money, what we gonna do with it? 

We run the club, how you gonna act now? 

Put yo hands up, 

now put em back down, put em put em back down 

Turnt for da weekend turnt for da weekend 

And we all gettin turnt for da weekend 

Turnt for da weekend turnt for da weekend 

And we all gettin turnt for da weekend 

Look what we started 

From a seed to a garden (to a garden) 

Look what we started 

From a seed seed seed seed to a garden 

 

Turnt for da weekend turnt for da weekend 

And we all gettin turnt for da weekend 

Turnt for da weekend turnt for da weekend 

And we all gettin turnt for da weekend 

 

I'm sweating balls.