Weekends Lyrics
| Song | Weekends |
| Artist | Black Eyed Peas |
| Artist | Esthero |
| Album | Black Flavour Club II |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I called chad on wednesday night | |
| So we could make plans for thursday night | |
| He said "we could go hit the peapods" | |
| I was like yeah, that's my favorite spot | |
| Plus I like it there, cause I got love on the list | |
| High powered juice, where I don't even get frisked | |
| Walk up in the place and get love from the misses | |
| Pounds from my brothers, cuz they knowing that disses | |
| The place to be to let it all out | |
| But when the weekend come, the weekend come | |
| Y'all could come | |
| So go tell ya mama come and ya papa come | |
| Go to spin the record so we can get dumb | |
| Place packed, capacity maximum | |
| Due to my man polo promotion | |
| And I can't wait to go out and hear some | |
| Chorus: Esthero | |
| Jumping music, swift D.J.'s | |
| Smoke machines and laser rays | |
| Look out weekend cause, here I come | |
| Because weekends were, were | |
| Walk in the club at like 10:00 | |
| And the spot is hot, blowing up rooftops | |
| Its thursday night and the night is young | |
| Four day weekend, time to have some fun | |
| D.J.'s scutter up, drop them joints | |
| Everybody's been waiting to dance and make noise | |
| B-boys, let me see you break it down | |
| And ladies, let your hips move around | |
| Its the sound of the bep family | |
| Got a poet named life and a sister kimy | |
| And the blood of abraham | |
| So let's get ready for the jam | |
| Chorus: Esthero | |
| Jumping music, swift D.J.'s | |
| Smoke machines and laser rays | |
| Look out weekend cause, here I come | |
| Because weekends were, were | |
| (bridge) | |
| It was a thursday night and the party was bumpin' | |
| And the bass was thumpin' and people was jumpin' | |
| And taboo's at the front door comin' | |
| Taboo's at the front door comin | |
| And | |
| And here he come now | |
| And | |
| Nah, nah, nah | |
| Yo, Mr. Smith | |
| Win or win Mr. Smith | |
| Get our boogie on when the weekend come | |
| Check the peapod, cause the vibrates is strong | |
| Salinas filipinas, they come one by one | |
| All lined up, and they ready for fun | |
| Short one's, tall one's, beautiful ones | |
| B-boys, b-girls, ready to what | |
| Breaking and shaking when we doing our ish | |
| J-rock from the beat junkies ready to mix | |
| Cuz they cutting up the wax for everybody | |
| Come on over cuz were having a party | |
| We lighting up the sky with the burning star | |
| Throw your hands in the air, if you know who you are | |
| Cuz we jumpin' around with the broshigeez | |
| And get less by the beat pharmacy, cuz they hitting you with | |
| Chorus: Esthero | |
| Jumping music, swift D.J.'s | |
| Smoke machines and laser rays | |
| Look out weekend cuz, here I come | |
| Because weekends were were | |
| ....worrrrd up | |
| ....worrrrd up | |
| Look out weekend cuz, here I come | |
| Because weekends were, were. |
| I called chad on wednesday night | |
| So we could make plans for thursday night | |
| He said " we could go hit the peapods" | |
| I was like yeah, that' s my favorite spot | |
| Plus I like it there, cause I got love on the list | |
| High powered juice, where I don' t even get frisked | |
| Walk up in the place and get love from the misses | |
| Pounds from my brothers, cuz they knowing that disses | |
| The place to be to let it all out | |
| But when the weekend come, the weekend come | |
| Y' all could come | |
| So go tell ya mama come and ya papa come | |
| Go to spin the record so we can get dumb | |
| Place packed, capacity maximum | |
| Due to my man polo promotion | |
| And I can' t wait to go out and hear some | |
| Chorus: Esthero | |
| Jumping music, swift D. J.' s | |
| Smoke machines and laser rays | |
| Look out weekend cause, here I come | |
| Because weekends were, were | |
| Walk in the club at like 10: 00 | |
| And the spot is hot, blowing up rooftops | |
| Its thursday night and the night is young | |
| Four day weekend, time to have some fun | |
| D. J.' s scutter up, drop them joints | |
| Everybody' s been waiting to dance and make noise | |
| Bboys, let me see you break it down | |
| And ladies, let your hips move around | |
| Its the sound of the bep family | |
| Got a poet named life and a sister kimy | |
| And the blood of abraham | |
| So let' s get ready for the jam | |
| Chorus: Esthero | |
| Jumping music, swift D. J.' s | |
| Smoke machines and laser rays | |
| Look out weekend cause, here I come | |
| Because weekends were, were | |
| bridge | |
| It was a thursday night and the party was bumpin' | |
| And the bass was thumpin' and people was jumpin' | |
| And taboo' s at the front door comin' | |
| Taboo' s at the front door comin | |
| And | |
| And here he come now | |
| And | |
| Nah, nah, nah | |
| Yo, Mr. Smith | |
| Win or win Mr. Smith | |
| Get our boogie on when the weekend come | |
| Check the peapod, cause the vibrates is strong | |
| Salinas filipinas, they come one by one | |
| All lined up, and they ready for fun | |
| Short one' s, tall one' s, beautiful ones | |
| Bboys, bgirls, ready to what | |
| Breaking and shaking when we doing our ish | |
| Jrock from the beat junkies ready to mix | |
| Cuz they cutting up the wax for everybody | |
| Come on over cuz were having a party | |
| We lighting up the sky with the burning star | |
| Throw your hands in the air, if you know who you are | |
| Cuz we jumpin' around with the broshigeez | |
| And get less by the beat pharmacy, cuz they hitting you with | |
| Chorus: Esthero | |
| Jumping music, swift D. J.' s | |
| Smoke machines and laser rays | |
| Look out weekend cuz, here I come | |
| Because weekends were were | |
| .... worrrrd up | |
| .... worrrrd up | |
| Look out weekend cuz, here I come | |
| Because weekends were, were. |
| I called chad on wednesday night | |
| So we could make plans for thursday night | |
| He said " we could go hit the peapods" | |
| I was like yeah, that' s my favorite spot | |
| Plus I like it there, cause I got love on the list | |
| High powered juice, where I don' t even get frisked | |
| Walk up in the place and get love from the misses | |
| Pounds from my brothers, cuz they knowing that disses | |
| The place to be to let it all out | |
| But when the weekend come, the weekend come | |
| Y' all could come | |
| So go tell ya mama come and ya papa come | |
| Go to spin the record so we can get dumb | |
| Place packed, capacity maximum | |
| Due to my man polo promotion | |
| And I can' t wait to go out and hear some | |
| Chorus: Esthero | |
| Jumping music, swift D. J.' s | |
| Smoke machines and laser rays | |
| Look out weekend cause, here I come | |
| Because weekends were, were | |
| Walk in the club at like 10: 00 | |
| And the spot is hot, blowing up rooftops | |
| Its thursday night and the night is young | |
| Four day weekend, time to have some fun | |
| D. J.' s scutter up, drop them joints | |
| Everybody' s been waiting to dance and make noise | |
| Bboys, let me see you break it down | |
| And ladies, let your hips move around | |
| Its the sound of the bep family | |
| Got a poet named life and a sister kimy | |
| And the blood of abraham | |
| So let' s get ready for the jam | |
| Chorus: Esthero | |
| Jumping music, swift D. J.' s | |
| Smoke machines and laser rays | |
| Look out weekend cause, here I come | |
| Because weekends were, were | |
| bridge | |
| It was a thursday night and the party was bumpin' | |
| And the bass was thumpin' and people was jumpin' | |
| And taboo' s at the front door comin' | |
| Taboo' s at the front door comin | |
| And | |
| And here he come now | |
| And | |
| Nah, nah, nah | |
| Yo, Mr. Smith | |
| Win or win Mr. Smith | |
| Get our boogie on when the weekend come | |
| Check the peapod, cause the vibrates is strong | |
| Salinas filipinas, they come one by one | |
| All lined up, and they ready for fun | |
| Short one' s, tall one' s, beautiful ones | |
| Bboys, bgirls, ready to what | |
| Breaking and shaking when we doing our ish | |
| Jrock from the beat junkies ready to mix | |
| Cuz they cutting up the wax for everybody | |
| Come on over cuz were having a party | |
| We lighting up the sky with the burning star | |
| Throw your hands in the air, if you know who you are | |
| Cuz we jumpin' around with the broshigeez | |
| And get less by the beat pharmacy, cuz they hitting you with | |
| Chorus: Esthero | |
| Jumping music, swift D. J.' s | |
| Smoke machines and laser rays | |
| Look out weekend cuz, here I come | |
| Because weekends were were | |
| .... worrrrd up | |
| .... worrrrd up | |
| Look out weekend cuz, here I come | |
| Because weekends were, were. |
YouTube Results (More on YouTube)