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Tyga, YG, Blxst - West Coast Weekend (Official Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tyga
Tyga
Vocals
YG
YG
Vocals
Blxst
Blxst
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keenon Daequan Ray Jackson
Keenon Daequan Ray Jackson
Songwriter
Matthew Burdette
Matthew Burdette
Songwriter
Larry Blackmon
Larry Blackmon
Songwriter
Nathaniel Hale
Nathaniel Hale
Songwriter
Calvin Broadus
Calvin Broadus
Songwriter
Tomi Jenkins
Tomi Jenkins
Songwriter
Yafeu Fula
Yafeu Fula
Songwriter
Ernest Black
Ernest Black
Songwriter
Thomas Michael
Thomas Michael
Songwriter
Johnny Lee Jackson Jr
Johnny Lee Jackson Jr
Songwriter
Michael Stevenson
Michael Stevenson
Songwriter
TUPAC AMARU SHAKUR
TUPAC AMARU SHAKUR
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Crook
Mike Crook
Producer
Jess Jackson
Jess Jackson
Mastering Engineer
Dillon Brophy
Dillon Brophy
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Christian "CQ" Quinonez
Christian "CQ" Quinonez
Recording Engineer
Samantha Henry
Samantha Henry
Recording Engineer
Ryan Ogren
Ryan Ogren
Producer

Lyrics

Ayy, it's a party on the weekend Got a lil' shawty, we creepin' Throw somethin' in my cup (my cup) But I still can't show no love I got hoes for every season Shawty wanna play, she leavin' Don't try to say, "What's up?" (what's up?) When you see a nigga in the club, yeah You're probably shady as the last trick (yeah) 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 (yeah) It's just my luck, when I get a girl, always want another one New coupes, drop-tops, that's how we livin' (ooh) Chrome Hearts, diamond cross for my religion (yeah) You could be rollin' with a thug (thug) Instead, you on the IG lookin' for a nigga who gon' show you love I see you watchin', know you want it When shawty climb on top, throw that ass on me Show me how you get up on it (for sure) I'm still faded from last night (yeah) I know you 'bout it, slim-thick body on you But you keep it tight (you keep it tight) You leavin' with 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 nigga who can rap, dress like me (facts) Don't call back 'cause I'm cool with it (cool with it) Hit once, then I'm done, have fun, I need a new feelin' (new feelin') Still love that lil' thing you do (yeah) When it's late, you can slide through (slide) Bring a friend too, ayy, yeah (yeah) Ayy, it's a party on the weekend Got a lil' shawty, we creepin' Throw somethin' in my cup (my cup) But I still can't show no love I got hoes for every season Shawty wanna play, she leavin' Don't try to say, "What's up?" (what's up?) When you see a nigga in the club, yeah (fuck it) Ass up, face down (down) That pussy bussin', Greyhound ('hound) Don't play with it, it's not a playground ('ground) Got that Meagan Good, make me stay brown (brown) Shawty know I'm wifed up (wifed up) But still tryna fuck, she be tryna fuck my life up (life up) Shawty know I'm piped up (piped up) Summertime, this shit don't milk, but I'm iced up (iced up) Once upon a time, she fucked plenty dudes Like once upon a time, I was a Henny dude But now, the tequila shots get me in the mood So if you tryna hit the room, baby, give me two (two) Get ratchet, stop actin' I heard you was known for gettin' it crackin' (get ratchet) She took clothes off and started laughin' (get ratchet) After that was all action You can have your way (your way), just don't play When I wanna fuck (when I wanna fuck), just say, "Okay" You be pullin' up (pullin' up), but you be late How you make a real nigga wait? Ayy, it's a party on the weekend Got a lil' shawty, we creepin' (we be creepin') Throw somethin' in my cup (in my cup) But I still can't show no love (no love) I got hoes for every season (I got hoes for the season) Shawty wanna play, she leavin' (shawty play, she leavin') Don't try to say, "What's up?" (what's up?) When you see a nigga in the club, yeah You know the vibe, baby (you know the vibes) I been goin' live lately This the fifth time, I done seen you out You been outside crazy, but I don't judge I know you wanna live a little and it's just like that You bounce right back Fuck with me, let you decide that No procedures, just one night
Writer(s): Cordozar Calvin Broadus, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Johnny Lee Jackson, Larry Blackmon, Tomi Jenkins, Nathaniel D. Hale, Bruce Washington, Michael Stevenson, Yafeu A. Fula Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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