Whassup n*gga? Whassup for the weekend, n*gga?
The weekend?
That sh*t ain't nothin' but another two days
That n*ggas act crazy on
Then it's gone, and everybody feel f*cked up the ass
'Cause they spent, they last
On sh*t, that they wouldn't get, no other days of the week
Why is that? Because they too damn cheap
Been keepin' the act up for forty-eight hours
They weekend warriors but weekday cowards
(Bustaz)
All of a sudden everybody got so much heart
You know some sh*t gots to start
But believe you me, between now and then
A gang of motherf*ckers lives gon' end
But yo, if they lucky they will know how to get away
Then they'll live to punk out another day
But am I wrong when I say that?
Hell nah 'cause the homies don't play that
And y'all know, it's happenin' every single weekend
sh*t happens every single weekend
sh*t happens every single weekend
sh*t happens ev-ev-ery-day
It's the same routine, every seven day period
The opposite sex got us all doin' weird sh*t
It's all about gettin' credit, for bein' that
Hell of a n*gga and so you slang for the putang
Figure it out 'cause see it's just for the skeezin'
Ain't no other reason
And a season don't go by that n*ggas don't show off
And break some laws so they can take some drawers home
Or straight perpetrate, all 'cause they learned wrong
Wearin' beepers, that ain't even turned on
A fake Rolex tryin' to look like a star
A phony phone antenna on a rent-a-car
Wait, it don't stop with the men though
I know the same amount of hoes tradin' ass for the indo
Tryin' your best, but you can not fool me
Into thickin' that you rich with no costume jewelry on
But it's happenin' every single weekend
sh*t happens every single weekend
sh*t happens every single weekend
sh*t that happens ev-ev-ery-day
Ten and two, fingertips on the steering wheel
Sittin' on the phone book, smellin' like Clear-a-sil
A young boy's weekend on the east side
Caught the bus and came back with a G-ride
The little homies put the tank on E
So it's on one of y'all to rush another G
And now everybody knowin' how he felt
Damn, here come one time, put on y'all seatbelt
Heart beatin' so hard they shakin'
If one-time pull us over, n*gga, I'm breakin'
'Cause they comin' up fast in the rear view
So don't nobody'll look until the coast is clear too
They all on the ass like a tiger stalkin'
Y'all put on the grin, and pretend we all talkin'
And if he don't sweat the rest is simple
Everybody hit his ass up out the window
And, you know we doin' it, every single weekend
sh*t happens every single weekend
sh*t happens every single weekend
sh*t that happens ev-ev-ery-day
Well, this was strictly for the underground parties
Who can relate straight to all these events?
The ones happenin', every single weekend
We all look alike, ain't nobody unique
When every little girl is a prostitute
And every n*gga outside police gots to shoot
Because here if a n*gga ain't rappin'
Then he must be affiliated, slangin' or kidnappin'
But he trapped in a stereotype of bullsh*t
A four-fifth, couldn't even save him from
And then you gave him a rope to hang with
Divide and conquer him with all this gang sh*t
So for the streets I'ma close like this
f*ck y'all, all that can kiss my
Skinny starvin' po' short low-class
Stressed out fraggedy ghetto ass
Now what was I do every single weekend
sh*t happens every single weekend
sh*t that happens ev-ev-ery-day
Every single weekend
sh*t happens every single weekend
sh*t happens every single weekend
sh*t that happens ev-ev-ery-day
Every single weekend everyday
Every single weekend everyday
Every single weekend everyday
Everyday, everyday