Verse One]

I called Tab on Wednesday night

So we could make plans for Thursday night

He said "we could go hit the peapods"

I was like yeah, that's my favorite spot

Plus I like it there, cuz I got love on the list

High powered juice, where I don't even get frisked

Walk up in the place and get love from the misses

Pounds from my brothers, cause they knowing that this is

the place to be to let it all out

But when the weekend come, the weekend come, y'all could come

So go tell ya momma come and ya papa come

Go to spin the record so we can get dumb

Place packed, capacity maximum

Due to my man Polo Promotion

And I can't wait to go out and hear some



[Chorus: Esthero]

Jumping music, swift DJ's

Smoke machines and laser rays

Look out weekend cause, here I come

Because weekends were, werrrre



[Verse Two]

Walk in the club at like 10 o' clock

And the spot is hot, blowing up rooftops

Its Thursday night and the night is young

Four day weekend, time to have some fun

DJ's cut it up, drop them joints

Everybody's been waiting to dance and make noise

B-Boys, let me see you break it down

And ladies, let your hips move around

Its the sound of the BEP family

Got a poet named Life and a sister Kimy (worrrrd up)

And the blood of Abraham (worrrrd up)

So let's get ready for the jam



[Chorus]



[Bridge]

It was a Thursday night and the party was bumpin'

And the bass was thumpin' and people was jumpin'

And taboo's at the front door comin'

Taboo's at the front door comiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin

and

and (here he come now)

and

nah, nah, nah



[Verse Three]

Yo, Mister Will.i.am (Mister Will.i.am)

When oh when (Mister Will.i.am)

Get our boogie on when the weekend COME

Check the peapod, cuz the vibes is STRONG

Selenas, Philipinas, they come one by ONE

All lined up, and they ready for FUN

Short one's, tall one's, beautiful ONES

B-boys, B-girls, ready to WHAT

Breaking and shaking when we doing our ish

J-Rock from the Beat Junkies ready to mix

Cuz they cuttIng up the wax for everybody

Come on over cuz were having a party

We lighting up the sky with the burning STAR

Throw your hands in the air, if you know who you ARE

Cuz we jumpin' around with the Broshigeez

And get blessed by the beat pharmacy

cause they hittin you with



[Chorus]



....worrrrd up

....worrrrd up



Look out weekend cause, here I come

Because weekends were, werrrre