It's a weekend, I'm goin' outside with my drip on I don't want no problem' cuz I got my lean on All the girls round me, they ain't got no jeans on Pull out with your foreign cars, we gon' party All the girls are gettin' drunk in this party All the boys are smokin' dicks in this party And everything is legit, no fugazi What you sayin'? You ain't talkin' about the money, why you callin' I got my money on my own, so why you hatin' The OPPs are bein' hurt, cuz I'm winnin I'm spendin' money every week, cuz a lot is comin' in You cannot tell me shit, bitch ass nigga You wanna have some fun? Okay, pour some liquor Get some coke and mix it up, cuz shit so bitter If you try to act some dumb shit, we gon' hit ya Where you from? We ain't squad, we don't know you, niqq step back Bitch, I'm here with my squad, soon we gon' pull up with lamb trucks Bolmima daatey, Nmini nyari corner kam we dey party Ani kusongti yaa then nyin chalti, One phone call agirl maa sheo sagti I'm standing on business, it's all about money Just money, money, and money after money I just bought a brand new car, all the girls dey show me love All the girls dey show me love It's a weekend, I'm goin' outside with my drip on I don't want no problem cuz I got my lean on All the girls round me, they ain't got no jeans on Pull out with your foreign cars, we gon' party All the girls are gettin' drunk in this party All the boys are smokin' dicks in this party And everything is legit, no fugazi

Alright crew, it's weekend Flat on your back like one, two, three 'Pon the mic I'm the teacher Spread my words like a preacher Cut the crap, Get a slap Drum'n'Bass's still on the map Drum'n'Bass's still on the map This one goes out to everybody in the place Flat on your back like one, two, three 'Pon the mic I'm the Voodoo The destination is Zulu Cut the crap, Get a slap Drum'n'Bass's still on the map Drum'n'Bass's still on the map This one goes out to everybody in the place Love in a woman's heart I wanna have the whole and not a part Strange that this feeling grows more and more 'Cause I've never loved someone like you before Go ahead Love in a woman's heart I wanna have the whole and not a part Strange that this feeling grows more and more 'Cause I've never loved someone like you before Go ahead Respect to the man in the ice cream van Respect to the man in the ice cream van Respect to the man in the ice cream van Here comes the chicks terminator Here we come, in control, here we go Respect to the man in the ice cream van Respect to the man in the ice cream van Respect to the man in the ice cream van Here comes the chicks terminator Here we come, in control, here we go Love in a woman's heart I wanna have the whole and not a part Strange that this feeling grows more and more 'Cause I've never loved someone like you before Go ahead Love in a woman's heart I wanna have the whole and not a part Strange that this feeling grows more and more 'Cause I've never loved someone like you before Go ahead Sounds of a track attack Sounds of a track attack Sounds of a track attack Over and out

We take a drive just to sing along Every word of them Rolling Stones Stacey's mom had it goin' on Lived three doors down, I can see her now Her daughter had a heart that was wild and free If you Blink-182, then you'd miss me and her Every verse had a story Yeah, them pocket lighter nights lit up our days of glory Back when the air guitars were the only sound And you'd strum the chords and I'd put the pedal down Two-man dashboard band rollin' through this town Had that rearview shakin' to the kick-drum beat Leanin' West Coast deep in the bucket seats All I ever wanted was right there in that car Back when we were rockstars (We're running all night, chasing down a dream) (Howling at the moon, baby, you and me) Back when we were rockstars (We're running all night, chasing down a dream) (Howling at the moon, baby, you and me) Nothin' like freedom two windows down You singin' along, still hear it now Way too loud and sometimes off key But you sounded like an angel to me You'd make fun of how I threw my head And threw my fingers up in the air Thought I was Kurt Cobain or Jimmy Page You were at side seat, center stage Back when the air guitars were the only sound And you'd strum the chords and I'd put the pedal down Two-man dashboard band rollin' through this town And that rearview shakin' to the kick-drum beat Leanin' West Coast deep in the bucket seats All I ever wanted was right there in that car Back when we were rockstars Back when we were rockstars We never ended up on MTV Or heard our voices on a CD But in your eyes and in my arms We were each other's rockstars Back when the air guitars were the only sound And you'd strum the chords and I'd put the pedal down Two-man dashboard band rollin' through this town Had that rearview shakin' to the kick-drum beat Leeanin' West Coast deep in the bucket seats All I ever wanted was right there in that car Back when we were rockstars (We're running all night, chasing down a dream) (Howling at the moon, baby, you and me) Yeah, back when we were rockstars (We're running all night, chasing down a dream) (Howling at the moon, baby, you and me) Back when we were rockstars (We're running all night, chasing down a dream) (Howling at the moon, baby, you and me) You and me were rockstars (We're running all night, chasing down a dream) (Howling at the moon, baby, you and me) oh yeah (Running all night, chasing down a dream) Yeah, we were runnin' all night, chasing down a dream Howlin' at the moon, baby, you and me

Yeah, we grew up in the backseat Singin', tappin' bare feet Blarin' daddy's radio It was clothes on the clothesline Skeeter's zappin' porch lights Blue collar, red dirt road It was Ford, it was Chevy Longneck Bud heavies It was RC Cola cokes It was blue jeans, Skoal rings Dry-rotted tire swings Yeah, that's all we know Yeah, here's to the middle of nowhere Where the small town roots run deep If you know what I'm talkin' 'bout Yeah, you was raised like me Talkin' Florida, 'Bama, Georgia, Carolina Louisiana, Mississippi Texas to Tennessee So raise your beers, cheers, here's to BFE It was chickens from the front yard Grillin' in the backyard Collard greens on the stove It was 'baccer, it was corn Praise the Lord I was born In a town nobody knows Yeah, here's to the middle of nowhere Where the small town roots run deep If you know what I'm talkin' 'bout Yeah, you was raised like me Talkin' Florida, 'Bama, Georgia, Carolina Louisiana, Mississippi Texas to Tennessee So raise your beers, cheers, here's to BFE (Play that thing) (C'mon!) Yeah, here's to the middle of nowhere Where the small town roots run deep If you know what I'm talkin' 'bout Yeah, you was raised like me Talkin' Florida, 'Bama, Georgia, Carolina Louisiana, Mississippi Texas to Tennessee So raise your beers, cheers, here's to BFE Yeah, raise your beers, cheers, here's to BFE Ooh, that's right

I grabbed my torch and started up a fire I really don't know why you told us a lie I see your cards and I know your type But I hope you're not around when I draw my gun You light a match to my Winston I've been known to be on my own All you see is the lights on the road You're running things, you're running home, yeah Whiskey on my breath God'll be my witness Yeah, I done seen you do things that left a foul taste I don't like things done the wrong way No, I don't like things done the wrong way Whoa, we know I'll start a riot in the middle of the night I will defend my home And start a riot in the middle of the night (Woo, woo) I will defend my home And start a riot in the middle of the night I grabbed my torch and started up a fire You really don't think that we're gonna survive, yeah You seem smart like you know my type But I hope you're not around when I draw my gun Light a match to my Winston I been holding my tongue too long All you see is the lights on the road You running things, you're running home, yeah Whiskey on my breath God'll be my witness I done seen you do things that left a foul taste And I don't like things done the wrong way No, I don't like things done the wrong way Whoa, we know I'll start a riot in the middle of the night I will defend my home And start a riot in the middle of the night (Woo, woo) I will defend my home And start a riot in the middle of the night In the night, I've seen the worst of the war In the night, I've seen the worst of the war C'mon Whoa, we know I'll start a riot in the middle of the night I will defend my home And start a riot in the middle of the night (Woo, woo) I will defend my home And start a riot in the middle of the night