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I called Chad 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 'cause 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 your mama, "Come." And your papa, "Come." Go to spin the record so we can get dumb. Place packed, capacity: maximum due to my man Polo's promotion. And I can't wait to go out and hear some jumping music, swift DJ, smoke machines, and laser rays. Look out weekend 'cause here I come because weekends are word, are word. Walk in the club at, like, 10 o'clock and the spot is hot, blowing up rooftops. This is Thursday night and the night is young. Four day weekend. Time to have some fun. DJ Scutter 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 to the sound of the BEP family. Got a poet named Life and a sister Kimy and the blood of Abraham so, let's get ready for the jam. Jumping music, swift DJ, smoke machines, and laser rays. Look out weekend 'cause here I come because weekends are word, are word. It was a Thursday night and the party was bumping and the bass was thumping and people was jumping and Taboo's at the front door coming, Taboo's at the front door coming and, and here he come now, and 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 'cause the vibes is strong. Salinas, Philippines, they come one by one. All lined up and they ready for fun. Short ones, tall ones, 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 'cause they cutting up the wax for everybody. Come on over 'cause we're having a party. We lighting up the sky with the burning star. Throw your hands in the air if you know who you are 'cause we jumping all around with the bird shaped bees and get blessed by the beat pharmacy 'cause they hitting you with jumping music, swift DJ, smoke machines, and laser rays. Look out weekend 'cause here I come because weekends are word, are word. Look out weekend 'cause here I come because weekends are word, are word.
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