Lost Weekend Lyrics

Ha ha
Ha ha

Give it up
woooohooooooooo

its friday night an i'm alone,
theres something wrong when your not at home.

get it get it

Feels like im coming out alive,
sniff the numbers till your white

woooohooooooooo?

its friday night and no ones home, home..
all in the city all alone, lone..

get it, get it

c'mon and cut it with a knife ??
trap it up and take a ride, ride

woooohooooooooo

pull out and crown (something here)...
Aint you tired of snorting c**e...
(something here)...
(something here)...

c'mon, filling up on meth...
c'mon, filling up on meth...

c'mon, keep coming on meth...
c'mon, filling up on meth...
come..

woooohooooooooo

i gotcha running(woooohooooooooo)
i treat you honey(woooohooooooooo)
i keep you up for days

i got your sugar
i freed your hunger
i keep you up for days

its hard but now go on, go
one of the signs got my

Im on the freeway trying to blow'em, blow'em
dont penalize me, (go, go)

Sorry, already muddafucking gone, gone
and all my friend are saying (don't, don't)

dont wear (something) on your (something)
look what your pals saying: whoa, whoa, whoa
come on

I gotcha running

come on
come on
come on

i treat you honey

come on,
come on,
come on,

I gotcha running

come on,
come on,

woooohooooooooo

i gotcha running(woooohooooooooo)
i treat you honey(woooohooooooooo)
i keep you up for days

i got your sugar...
i freed your hunger...
i keep you up for days...