Cam'ron - Weekend lyrics

Uh, k**a Harlem World, '89, black Jordans they were mine Hund'-eighth, Toy Dork is the only one ever pay me mine Baby my lady fine (fine) you ever date a dime (dime) Before your favorite rhymes, had gator lime Major crime made me grind, copped fancy heat You know, hater time, cat food, fancy feast Dated Nancy niece, she like candy treats Goddamn she sweet, we did the Lancy Street We hopped the D-train, you don't understand us freezed No ha**le heifer, did we battle, never We went Easter shoppin', coppin' them ta**led leathers From Gimbals we gained, make it simple and plain I wanna nibble on ya ear, rekindle the flame I'm God's child, but yeah I got devilish game Once you meddle with Cam, ma'am, it's never the same So you through with the peekin', you pursuin' and seekin' You know the season, k**a What you doin' this weekend, huh, k**a (Weekend Love) You could be, you could be, you could be, you could be You could be, you could be, you could be (And I don't have time on the weekend) You could be my, you could be my (Weekend Love) You could be, you could be, you could be, you could be You could be, you could be, you could be (Then maybe we can try to work it out) Uh, k**a Some say that I'm belligerent, others say that I'm ignorant I don't just experiment, intimate not my sentiment Everyday at the tenement, yayo like I invented it Scrambled just like eggs, like eggs they're Benedict They don't ever remember sh**, all they want is their membership Only one that they gettin' is Jenkins, that's the end of it They want designer recliner along with benefits Won't take a risk, but wanna spread the mick Wipe 'em off my agenda quick, I need the other gender thick You seen my Monday to Fridays, I need a Friday to Sunday We'll eat Friday's on Fridays, and go to Sunday's on Sundays Drink a little liquor, maybe twist a L Play catch and kiss, if you don't kiss and tell Take the city bus, or come through with chauffers We could do Air Ones hun or Louis loafers Yeah I'm truly focused, take down your Snoopy posters Put up k**a Season, now who the reason Come through this weekend, huh, huh (Weekend Love) You could be, you could be, you could be, you could be You could be, you could be, you could be (And I don't have time on the weekend) You could be my, you could be my (Weekend Love) You could be, you could be, you could be, you could be You could be, you could be, you could be (Then maybe we can try to work it out) Uh, k**a, k**a, k**a I drive big cars, puff heaven haze Not just the weekend, that's seven days Rev up the engine, not a lemon, it's lemon That's the color, wanna play 7-11 You know, catch and hump, your bu*t got a extra rump Forget ya man, extra clip, extra pump Don't mean to be extra, but ma, extra stunts Extra money, extra piff, extra blunts Extra, extra, really some neck I want Not the dude for help, but you're truly felt Ass fat, stomach flat, I could see ya Louis belt Mine on too, for any gunplay I'm a troublemaker, yeah yeah, some say You model material, you need a runway So let's runaway, we could hit the runway Round-trip not a one way, come play Rio Friday, Spain on Saturday Back on Sunday, make work Monday (Weekend Love) You could be, you could be, you could be, you could be You could be, you could be, you could be (And I don't have time on the weekend) You could be my, you could be my (Weekend Love) You could be, you could be, you could be, you could be You could be, you could be, you could be (Then maybe we can try to work it out)