Credits
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Cooler full of cold ones
Rusted out Chevy
Steaks over charcoal
Game on the TV
I ain't got a swimsuit
Sure as hell gon' jump in
'Nother shot of Cuervo
Turn up on the weekend
Turn up on the weekend
Turn up on the weekend
[Verse 2]
Cold beer, fresh deer
All in th bed of my truck
Ride home down eleven with a real nice haul
'Cause you know my boys can hunt
Wash off, get high
Put on my new Levis
Walk in the bar, feel like rock stars
We got all the ladies' eyes
Tell the DJ, "Put on a fast one"
Top 40, find a shorty, get my groove on
Three shots, got me lookin' for a thick one
Kinda girl drinks Jack all night long
[Verse 3]
Cooler full of cold ones
Rusted out Chevy
Steaks over charcoal
Game on the TV
I ain't got a swimsuit
Sure as hell gon' jump in
Take another shot of Cuervo
Turn up on the weekend
Turn up on the weekend
Turn up on the weekend
Turn up on the weekend
Turn up on the w-
[Verse 4]
Back at the crib, fresh bib
Big ol' rack of ribs
Meat fall off the bones, smoke a little homegrown
Yeah, I got the whole party lit
Now Kenny mixin' up margaritas
Play pong with some pretty senoritas
Booze, blunts, bad bitches, and my best buds
Friday night, put your muthafuckin' drinks up
It's Friday night, baby, put your fuckin' drinks up
[Verse 5]
Turn up on the weekend
Turn up on the weekend
Turn up on the weekend
Turn up on the w-
Turn up, oh
Turn up, oh
Turn up, oh
Turn up, oh
Written by: Samuel Kopelman
