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WEEKEND.
Hip-Hop/Rap
WEEKEND. wurde am 21. November 2025 von House øf K Records als Teil des Albums veröffentlichtKatsuragi.
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Veröffentlichungsdatum21. November 2025
LabelHouse øf K Records
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM109

Musikvideo

Musikvideo

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Creed $antana
Creed $antana
Rap
Matthew Mullings
Matthew Mullings
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Mullings
Matthew Mullings
Songwriter
Isaiah Oyedapo
Isaiah Oyedapo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
AC
AC
Producer

Songtexte

Been a day, I could go outside, I miss my Mistress
Smoke the green, like she might recycle
Disloyal bitches, Princess like to take me shopping
Disposable income look like petty riches
**** tell me that she make it clap for no round of applause
Her pearls never wane in value, so she sell it
And she'd like it if you **** pay more when she working
But when she with me, she just don't wanna leave
Can't fall in line, girl you ain't part of the tree
But I make her buckle her knees, we do the dance for birds and the bees
Like mama, where you learn these? And I can't imagine
What feel better than this? You can't get wetter than this
Too much blasting, you can't even stand up to piss
I know u miss it but I hate to sound remiss
With that being said, send the key to the crib
So I could suck on ya lips, send my hands to ya hips
Dip my hand in the water i'm feeling plenty of fish
I'd say ur expression is bliss
Cause I'm so excited
Cause I'm so excited Yeah yeah yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Hello? With enough timing, maybe we can chemically align it
Pretty baby burning brighter than a blood diamond
Ex lining up to cross, but we never mind him
If he ever look a threat, promise imma find him
Never think about your friends or their co-signings
Take that SIM up out your phone, permanent silence
Christmas in the summer, swear your smile is a gift
Any weight up on your shoulders is a burden I can lift
Treat a Tuesday like a weekend
Remember when the neighbors heard the floors creaking?
A million fish in the sea, you i'm reeling in
Got a **** thinking, "damn, I'm really him"
Zero toxic, my feelings for you like a pocket
With endless cash, you can stash for deposit
That invests into us, lucrative profit
Don't ask if it's enough, baby, you got it
Written by: Isaiah Oyedapo, Matthew Mullings
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