Lyrics Another Weekend The Black Eyed Peas

Weekend come for the weekend come Weekend come for the weekend come Weekend come for the weekend come We can't wait for the weekend come Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey! Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey! [Will.I.Am] I call tab on Wednesday night So we can make plans for Thursday night, He said we could go his the p-bus I was like, 'Yeah that's my favorite spot', Plus I love it there cuz I got love on the list. High powered juice where I don't need to get frisked. Walk up in the places and get hugged from the misses Pounds from my brothers 'cause they know we're not disses The place to be to-let it all out, For when the weekend come, The weekend come, Y'all could come, So go tell ya momma come and ya poppa come. Come and spin the record so we can get done, Play some Passity-P maximum, Due to my man... the locomotion, And I can't wait to go out and get some [Fergie] Jumpin' music, swift DJ. Smoke machines and laser beams Look out weekend, 'cause here I come Because weekends are... uhr-ur-urrrr... [Apl.De.Ap] Walked in the club at like ten o'clock And the spot is hot, blowing up rooftop (Roof!) 'Cause it's Thursday night and the night is young Four-day weekend, time to have some fun (Oh!) DJ stutter up, drop them joints Everybody's been waitin' to dance and make noise B-Boyz! Lemme see ya break it down and... Ladies! Let your hips move around At the sound of the B.E.P. family Got poet named Life and the sister (Fergie) And the blood of Abraham So let's get ready for the jam [Fergie] Jumpin' music, swift DJ Smoke machines and laser beams Look out weekend, 'cause here I come Because weekends are... uhr-ur-urrrr... [Taboo] It was a thursday night And the party was bumpin' And the base was thumpin' And the people were jumpin' And Taboo's at the front Still comin' Taboo's at the front Still comin' And... And... (Here we come now) [Will.I.Am] Mr. will.i.am, Mr. will.i.am When, oh when, Mr. will.i.am Get a boogie on when the weekend come Check the Pea clock, 'cause the vibe's is strong, Selena's Phillipinas they come one by one, All lined up and they ready for fun Short ones, tall ones, beautiful ones B-Boyz, B-Girlz ready to "What!?" Breakin' and shakin', movin', doin' the -ish J rock from the beat junkie's ready to mix 'Cause he cuttin' up the racks for e-very-body Come on over 'cause we having a party We lightin' up the sky with a burning star Throw your hands in the air if you know who you are 'Cause we jumpin' all around with the broshy (?) geezer Get blessed by the beat from a seat 'Cause they hittin' you with... [Fergie] Jumpin' music, swift DJ Smoke machines and laser beams Look out weekend, 'cause here I come Because weekends are... uhr-ur-urrrr... Look out weekend, 'cause here I come Because weekends are... uhr-ur-urrrr... C＃m G＃m7 E／D＃m C＃m G＃m7