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Jesse Peterson Poinsette
Jesse Peterson Poinsette
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You know they say the real **** usually stick together, right
Trust, campaign, this weekend
This weekend, we gon' have a party in the trap
And your main bitch gon' ride me like a Harley for a stack
This weekend, this weekend, we gon' do it my way
You gon' get a Friday, then Saturday is my day
This weekend, we gon' have a party in the trap
And your main bitch gon' ride me like a Harley for a stack
This weekend, this weekend, we gon' do it my way
You gon' get a Friday, then Saturday is my day
This weekend, we gon' have a party in the trap
She said she gon' ride me like a Harley
And all it takes is peach ciroc and OG Bob Marley
Ayy, and she gon' bust it open, back shots, back shots
Deep divin' and I'm strokin
I told her we gon' make a movie
The way I beat that pussy, I assume she gon' think it's two of me
And I'ma end it like a eulogy
Suck, slip, swallow, baby, look at what you do to me
Ayy, no, this ain't nothin' new to me
You can bring your sis, I bring my brothers, it be two on three
And we gon' do it my way
They gon' get you Friday, then Saturday is my day
Gasped up, you know I be high today
Feelin' like a pilot, I be fly today
No way to take this ride, we can ride away
Just tell your friends, it's gon' be a holiday
This weekend, we gon' have a party in the trap
And your main bitch gon' ride me like a Harley for a stack
This weekend, this weekend, we gon' do it my way
French gon' get her Friday then Saturday is my day
This weekend, we gon' have a party in the trap
And your main bitch gon' ride me like a Harley for a stack
This weekend, this weekend, we gon' do it my way
French gon' get her Friday, then Saturday is my day
Shorty ride me like a Harley, show me you a Barbie
Get up on that Nicki shit, cop a pink Ferrari
Drive it down the block, make your ex say he sorry
Tell him you not, hang up and then call me
It's all about the trust, the mother campaign's corny
Know you can't be my friend, don't try to charm me
But this is when the weekend hit, my **** bout to party
A lot of wine, loud Marijuana and Bacardi
Don't waste your time, get drunk, get naughty
I break your spine, ma, after this, don't call me
M.O.B., I stick to the script, yellin' cash rules
Blue and purple range, that shit lookin' like a bad bruise
I step out, Fresh Glock wearin' mad jewels
I pay my dues, so even though she came with you
This 20k Rolex watch, gon' make her choose
Friday my day, Saturday anonymous definitely gone climb in it
You know how the ryders get
This weekend, we gon' have a party in the trap
And your main bitch gon' ride me like a Harley for a stack
This weekend, this weekend, we gon' do it my way
You gon' get her Friday, then Saturday is my day
This weekend, we gon' have a party in the trap
And your main bitch gon' ride me like a Harley for a stack
This weekend, this weekend, we gon' do it my way
You gon' get her Friday, then Saturday is my day
This weekend
This weekend
This weekend
Written by: Jesse Peterson Poinsette
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