Netta Brielle - It's The Weekend lyrics

(Intro) I want all my independent ladies To report to the dance floor right now This sh** right If you know you make better than your ex-boyfriend's new girlfriend I want you to make some noise right now You know it's ‘bout to go down DJ play this, thirty motherf**in time Yeah, yeah, hell yeah (Verse) Look at me mama, no hands I like to drop it low, when I dance And then I go into a handstand Make ‘em turn it up ‘cause this my jam But God almighty, tell me this ain't a party Only dimes up in here, you ain't have to invite me All my girls independent, if we got it we spend it What we want up in here, we just go and we get it yea (Pre-Chorus) We got swaggers on the bottoms, spikes on the heels Standing on the couches like we are home for real We only rock the doppest, the we Instagram the moment Keep the camera focused (Chorus x2) Me and all my girls call up a couple friends Get it poppin and tomorrow do the same things again like Like it's the weekend Like it's the weekend (B.o.B) Uh, man I don't know what to tell ya Caught a flight to Paris but I woke up in Australia Hmm and it ain't not hard to tell I got money on my mind, it don't take a fortune teller Uh, but you could talk to my teller I be leavin to the bank, it be comical as ever When it come to the pleasure don't nobody do it better I be digging inside her like I'm tryna find treasure Baby I go go go go go Ain't nobody on my level But hell no no no no no All about a life like it's all I know Bobby ray bands, yea that's all I throw Dark liquor – that's all I po' Yea that's all I po', Yea that's all I po' po' I be up all night, I'm a night owl Give her that pipe til she pipe down I ain't afraid to splash in it, cowabunga, I wipe out And my dick is longer than a lighthouse Cuz life is shorter than biker short So I fly the course and I like a torch and leave instrumentals on life support And I'm gone (Chorus x2) Me and all my girls call up a couple friends Get it poppin and tomorrow do the same things again like Like it's the weekend Like it's the weekend (Verse) Look at me mama, I'm in the club I'm sippin bottles, I'm turnt up I'm in the wrong place tryin to find love But that's okay cuz I don't give a f** I holler but I can't call it Don't know that I be on it Going until the morning – that's the purpose of ballin It's so cool in our section, yea we dancing and texting Flexing, go ahead hit the exit yea (Pre-Chorus) We got swaggers on the bottoms, spikes on the hills Standing on the couches like we are home for real We only rock the doppest, the we Instagram the moment Keep the camera focused (Chorus x2) Me and all my girls call up a couple friends Get it poppin and tomorrow do the same things again like Like it's the weekend Like it's the weekend Play Songs