Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mucky Weekend, artist - Dub Pistols. Date of issue: 01.07.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Mucky Weekend |
| Yes, brova |
| Yeah, not buying what heard so far |
| … she’s gonna lie you |
| Trust me |
| No, I don’t know what her name is |
| But, I tell you what |
| When you see her, ask her name and then |
| Come back and tell me, he he |
| You know, … anyway I’ll see you off in a minute |
| I heard, MC. |
| what's his name |
| DJ Thingybob. |
| at the club tonight |
| Yeah, I’ma got it |
| Peace I’m out, you know how it go |
| I’m standing at the door of the club |
| Breath smelling like a pub |
| Gettin VIP love cause the people know my name |
| There’s cocaine running around in my brain |
| So I chat to everybody, the cocaine’s to blame |
| This chick that I’m with is a dime, she looks flame |
| But I really don’t remember her name, so hey ho! |
| The party’s in the VIP You wanna go? |
| I got a little hydro weed you wanna roll? |
| She was like no, I don’t smoke Joe |
| But you got any blow and I was like, ya there ya go |
| Click. |
| Next thing she’s dancing on the bar top |
| Click. |
| Next thing I’m unbuckling her bra top |
| Oh, no here we go again |
| Im off my face another mucky weekend |
| One day I’m gonna have some kids and a wife |
| But until then I just wanna live my life |
| I’m in the standing in the corner of the room where the bass bins boom |
| And the drugs I"ve consumed and im in my own lane |
| There’s cocaine running around in my brain |
| So I’m feelin up the chick that I’m with, with no shame |
| The DJ’s playin', my whole body’s swayin' |
| There’s people talkin' to me but I don’t know what they’re saying |
| I take thingybob by the arm, we’re not stayin |
| Cause the night’s still young baby love, we’re partayin' |
| So, go grab your coat, we’ll have some more coke |
| And have a little dab of this mud, more than i hope |
| Your body’s gonna cope when you get the long strokes |
| I believe sex is good on E that’s no joke |
| Oh, no here we go again |
| I’m off my face a mucky weekend |
| One day I’m gonna have kids and a wife |
| But until then I just wanna live my life |
| I’m on my way home from the rave drinkin' warm lucozade |
| Doin' 120 in the middle lane in the rain |
| My face feel numb and I’m feeling no pain |
| Cause there’s cocaine running around in my brain |
| She’s on the back seat asleep, but what’s her name? |
| Got one CD on repeat, it keeps playin' |
| And I don’t even like this song but my mind is gone |
| Cause the liquor was strong, I’m off my face |
| Autopilot as I drive to my place |
| If I see police now it’s a chase, I’m fucked up |
| The dab that I had in the club is comin' up |
| So she better wake up cause I’m gonna wanna fuck! |
| Oh, no here we go again |
| I’m off my face a mucky weekend |
| One day I’m gonna have kids and a wife |
| But until then I’m just try’na live my life |