Delite - The Weekend Lyrics

Damn
I just lost my job
But right before I left
I told them all to f*ck off

I've had a shitty week
My tempers on the brink
I'll tell you what I need
Is just a bunch of whiskey drinks

So when I got home
I'm looking for a bottle
But I came across a note
That was bigger than a novel

I'll tell you what it said
My girlfriend just left
Basicly she's done
And f*ckin sick of my shit

Damn f*ck shit
I really really loved you
Nah sike
I just wanted to f*ck you

So back to the bottle
When I found out
That she took it
This is why it never worked
She's always on some petty shit

F*ckin bitch took up all my shit
Even took the food out
The goddamn fridge

Now I got nothing to eat or drink So I called my homie Doug
Cuz it's time to get drunk

It's the weekend
It's time for me to drink
Cuz I've been going through
A really f*cked up week

It's the weekend
It's time for me to drink
Cuz I've been going through
A really f*cked up week

Poppin bottles with models
Is all I really need
Drowning all of my sorrows
With every single drink

It's the weekend
And I dont give a f*ck
The only thing I care about is Getting f*ckin drunk

One shot
Not enough
Two shots
Not enough
Three shots
Not enough
Four shots
Not enough
Five shots
Now I'm drunk

Looking for a girl to f*ck
Everytime I got a buzz
I be tryin to bust a nut

Damn baby you got a fat ass
Why you always playing games
And never call me back
I be hurting for that pussy
Like really, really bad
You should give me just a chance At blowing out your back

But you don't
Saying that you down
Just to fool around
But you ain't ever around

Cuz' every time I hit you up
With a what up text
All you do is leave me on read
But tonight I got a

DAMN
She's really really bout it
She said if I leave now
I can go and pound her
So I'm like... DOUG

I really got to go
I'm calling up a uber cuz' it's time
To go and do her

It's the weekend
It's time for me to drink
Cuz' I've been going through
A really f*cked up week

It's the weekend
It's time for me to drink
Cuz' I've been going through
A really f*cked up week
Poppin bottles with models
Is all I really need
Drowning all of my sorrows
With every single drink

It's the weekend
And I dont give a f*ck
The only thing I care about is Getting f*ckin drunk

Knock knock on her door
Opened up, let me in
Then we started kissing and
Went straight to fondling

Now we taking shots again
I stumble mumble wobblin
Running to the bathroom cuz I'm about to be vomiting

Yak... ugh
I'm really really sorry baby
Yak... ugh
Maybe try tomorrow baby
Yak... ugh
I know you wanted to f*ck
But tonight
I just really needed to get drunk

It's the weekend
It's time for me to drink
Cuz' I've been going through
A really f*cked up week

It's the weekend
It's time for me to drink
Cuz I've been going through
A really f*cked up week

It's the weekend