Weekend Love

Love you good on the weekend F*ck you good like I mean it Hope you don’t tell none of our secrets Girl you’re mine for the keeping Baby just tell me you want it and you will receive it Baby just tell me you want it you know that I will be there Love you good on the weekend F*ck you good like I mean it Hope you don’t tell none of our secrets Girl you’re mine for the keeping Baby just tell me you want it and you will receive it Baby just tell me you want it you know that I will be there Girl I heard you a demon You a freak for no reason You look to good why you teasing Come here let me eat it You got that wave like a beach yeah Make me fold like a beach chair Take that thing off make me weak yeah Have me stress for some weeks yeah Girl come on just shake something Booty to big might break something Girl just keep that cake jumping Everything real can’t fake nothing That’s just what you on You get what you want Shoes from Saint Laurent Bag from Louie baton I get it I get it You look to bad to being giving out digits You get ya bag and work then work on your business Then you get that dick and then you go ridiculous You got wet wet as soon as I dip in I grab on waist just case I start slipping I hit from the back and I got you addicted I got ya back if these niggas start tripping