"Here Comes The Weekend" as written by Pranam Injeti, Liz Rodrigues, Khalil Abdul-rahman, Erik Albert George Alcock, Marshall B. Iii Mathers and Alecia B. Moore....
Here comes, comes the weekend
Hear it calling like a siren
Eh oh Eh oh
We don't want no problems
We don't like them, keep it movin'
Here comes the weekend
Set off your sirens
Eh oh eh oh
Here comes the weekend
Set off your sirens
Eh oh eh oh

I just wanna play big city holiday
So get out of my way,
If you know whats better for ya ooh
I'm tearin' up the night, lipstick and leather tight
Not lookin' for a fight, no
eho
High heels and cherry wine, not wasting any time
Were ticking like a bomb, about to blow
Eh oh eh oh

Here comes, comes the weekend
Hear it calling like a siren
Eh oh Eh oh
We don't look for trouble
Just enough to seein' double
Here comes the weekend
Set off your sirens
Eh oh eh oh
Here comes the weekend
Set off your sirens
Eh oh eh oh

Drink some Pink champagne
I don't know you yet
But well forget
So, fuck what they say
Let them run the floor until it rains
I'm tearing up the night, lipstick and leather tights
Not lookin' for a fight, no
eh oh eh oh
High heels and cherry wine, not wasting any time
Were ticking like a bomb, about to blow-oooh-oh.

Here comes, comes the weekend
Hear it calling like a siren
Eh oh Eh oh
We don't look for trouble
Just enough for seein' double
Here comes the weekend
Set off your sirens
Eh oh eh oh
Here comes the weekend
Set off your sirens
Eh oh eh oh

Yes, yes
Nothin' high class in my glass, only bottles I pop
Are bottles of pop so when I pop up in the spot
Im prob-ably not gonna be wantin to pop bubbly
Or Ciroc, Im not Puffy, but Imma run this city tonight
When I hit it, I might act like a frickin idiot
Diddy mixed with a medieval knight, big city lights
Little indignity, hot diggity, this Biggie is gettin me hype.
I dont get some liquor, Ill hurt you!
Ill knock your dick in the dirt, bickerin' worse
Than that bitch in that Snicker commercial
A mixture of Stifler and Urkel, hangin from the light fixture
I hope you pricks are insured for this buildin
Cuz were tearin it down, security get out
The frickin way, Jesus Christ son the blaring is loud
I swear the only thing I hear is the sound
Of sirens goin' Eeereerreerrrerr cause

Here comes the weekend,
Set off your sirens.
Here comes the weekend,
Set off your sirens.
Eh oh eh oh
Oh ooh oh
Here comes the weekend,
Set off your sirens.
Eh oh eh oh
Here comes the weekend,
Set off your sirens.
Eh oh eh oh.


Lyrics submitted by mike, edited by thrwmyhrtawy.

"Here Comes the Weekend [Commentary]" as written by Liz Rodrigues Pranam Injeti

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    General CommentUgh. Love P!nk, but this is not her best (by far). The song is amaturish (can't spell it), boring rhythmically and every other way (which isn't good when it's a song about letting lose on the weekend), and just plain not creative. The only decent part of the song is Eminem's rapping, but even some of his lines are downright silly. Really get the feel that a 4th grader put this song together. As for the lyrics, they are self-explainatory, which adds to the lack of creativity, flair, and quality song writing this songs epitomizes. I just wasted over 4 minutes listening to this dud. What WAZ my girl thinkin'!
    IllToast2Thaton February 22, 2013   Link

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