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letra de long weekend - de rayi

[verse 1: de rayi]
good heavens it’s friday evening
i’m finna spent a very long weekend
some week it’s been, not even a free day
drowning in a pool of work, the deep-end
hit the corner bar, me and the homies we may
maybe bring my girl, um, that depends
am i in the right spirits to get laid
cuz each and every time we do, it deepens
our love pit, or so i think
need to figure this, gotta clear my head
so i’m takin’ this very friday for myself
man i’m so tired but today i’m snappin’
how my day be goin? it’s how i make it
the bartender mix me a killer punch
to walk outta here, think i need a crutch
cuz all i’m liquored up, not wasted

[hook: de rayi]
need to unwind, feel unbound
cuz i been all tied up
need to calm down, need a breather now
gots to get fired up
need to unwind, feel unbound
need to calm down, need a breather now
need a breather yeah, need to breathe some more
need a breather now
gotta catch a breather
[verse 2: de rayi]
9 in the morning on a sat-rday
one thing i need to jump-start my day
serve me a breakfast laden tray
ain’t gotta work i’m on vacay
don’t need to visit no fancy island
for me to rightfully say i’m on vacay
i’m on the rise up unafraid, andra day
binge watch trevor noah king of cabaret
and i know sunday comin’ that’s a holy day
stipulated sabbath rest, you don’t see me doing dirt
dip my blackberry in a water tank, you can’t get hold of me
i’m straight chillin’ (homie)
can only see me when the weekend over
can’t afford to let worldly affairs be a bother
i need rest, you need the he-rs-
if you ever disturb my peace
it’s simple homie

[bridge: de rayi]
to get turnt up i don’t need a partner
don’t gimme no fork i am not a gardener
it’s a weekend! homie it’s a weekend!
wear a happy face, or at least pretend

[verse 3: de rayi]
pretentious b-st-rds can’t have no fun
they got no funk, they can’t get drunk
dementia patients carrying guns
they got more funk, they already drunk
monday fast approachin’ where has the time gone?
where does the time go? where does the time go?
don’t let the time go without enjoying some
god’s time, family friends time and lonesome
runnin’ short of time go borrow from a loan-shark
i’m havin’ so good a time i’m taking monday off
add it to my weekend tell my boss atchoo
somebody tell my boss i’m down with the flu

- de rayi

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