Tyga West Coast Weekend Lyrics, YG West Coast Weekend Lyrics, Blxst West Coast Weekend Lyrics

Aye
It’s a party on the weekend
Got a lil’ shorty we creepin’
Throw some in my cup
But I still can’t show no love
I got hoes for every season
Shawty want to play she leavin’
Don’t try to say what’s up
When you see a n**** in the club, girl
Probably shadier than the last trick
But I ain’t trippin’ on this bitch
Cause I know your type
Girl you on some clout shit (Straight up)

I can’t complain ’cause I have fun
It’s just my luck when I get a girl I always want another one
New coupe it’s a drop top, it’s how we livin’
Chrome Hearts, diamond cross for my religion
You could be rollin’ wit’ a thug (Thug)
You said you want a IG, lookin’ for a n**** who gone show you love
I see you watchin’ know you want it
When shorty climb on top throw that ass on me show me how you get up on it
I’m still faded from last night I know you bought a slim thick body on you but you keep it tight
You leavin’ wit’ me or baby you fakin’
All this envy enough they see the money I’m makin’
Is it true what they tellin’ me? (What they say)
Every hoe in LA want a n**** who can rap, dress like me
Don’t call back cause I’m cool wit’ it
Hit once then I’m done have fun I need a new feelin’

Still love that lil’ thing you do
When it’s late you can slide through
Bring a friend too
It’s a party on the weekend
Got a lil’ shorty we creepin’
Throw some in my cup
But I still can’t show no love
I got hoes for every season
Shawty want to play she leavin’
Don’t try to say what’s up
When you see a n**** in the club, girl
Tonight we goin’ clubbin’
Tequila shots lookin’ for a drunk bitch
Off tequila I fall in love quick
Off tequila I be doin’ dumb shit
Ridin’ through the city so I’m playin’ Nipsey
In the car we havin’ a little quickie
Told her to send me nakeds when she miss me
Share your body with me girl don’t be stingy
Ass up face down when I’m in it
West Side n**** can’t be committed
But I can be your side n**** girl I’m wit’ it
It ain’t a shame to wear that title girl I fit it

YG I call the Blood’s out
Party at the crib it’s a clubhouse
Two daughters in still thugged out
Tupac on the wall, you want a thug house?
Holla at your bitch like, what’s up though?
Give it to me out of respect the utmost
Ice on her neck make her fuck more
Name tatted on her ass it’s a love note
It’s a party on the weekend
Got a lil’ shorty we creepin’
Throw some in my cup
But I still can’t show no love
I got hoes for every season
Shawty want to play she leavin’
Don’t try to say what’s up
When you see a n**** in the club, girl
You know the vibe baby
(You know the vibes)
I’ve been goin’ live lately
(Sheesh)

This the fifth time I done seen you out
You’ve been outside crazy
But I don’t judge
I know you want to live a little
And it’s just like that
You bounce right back
Fuck with me let you decide that
No pussy just a one night