Feat. Eminem

F#m                     D
Here comes, comes the weekend
          A               E
Hear it calling like a siren oh oh
F#m                D
We don't want no problems
          A                  E
We don't like them , keep it moving
F#m              D
Here comes The weekend
A                E
Set off your sirens oh oh
F#m               D
Here comes The weekend
A                E
Set off your sirens oh oh

F#m           D          A    E
I just wanna play, big city, holiday
  F#m            D
So get out of my way
    A                E
If you know what's better for you
F#m
I'm tearing up the night
D
Lipstick and leather tight
A                         E
Not looking for a fight no oh oh
F#m
High heels and cherry wine
D
Not wasting any time
A
We're ticking like a bomb
E
About to blow oh oh

F#m                    D
Here comes, comes the weekend
          A              E
Hear it calling like a siren oh oh
F#m                D
We don't look for trouble
        A               E
Just enough to, see in double
F#m              D
Here comes The Weekend
A              E
Set off your sirens oh oh
F#m               D
Here comes The Weekend
A             E
Set off your sirens oh oh

F#m                  D
Drink some pink champagne
         A
I don't know you yet
     E
But we'll forget so
  F#m            D
F|-ck what they say
         A             E
Let's run the floor until it breaks oh oh
F#m
I'm tearin up the night
D
Lipstick and leather tight
A                        E
Not looking for a fight no oh oh

F#m
High heels and cherry wine
D
Not wasting any time
A
We're ticking like a bomb
E
About to blow oh oh

F#m                    D
Here comes, comes the weekend
          A              E
Hear it calling like a siren oh oh
F#m                D
We don't look for trouble
        A               E
Just enough to, see in double
F#m              D
Here comes The Weekend
A              E
Set off your sirens oh oh
F#m               D
Here comes The Weekend
A             E
Set off your sirens oh oh

Chords: F#m - D - A - E
Nothing high class in my glass
Only bottles of pop
My bottles are popped so when I pop up in the spot
Im probably not gonna be wanting to pop bubbly or Ciroc
I'm not Puffy but I'ma run this city tonight
When I hit it, I might act like a frickin' idiot
Diddy mixed with a medieval knight, big city lights
Little indignity, hot diggity
This Biggie is gettin' me hype
I don't get some liquor, I'll hurt you
I'll knock your d-ck in the dirt, bickerin' worse
Than that b-tch in that Snickers commercial
A mixture of Stiffler and Urkel
Hangin' from the light fixture
I hope you pricks are insured for this building
Cuz we're tearin' it down, security get out
The frickin' way, Jesus Christ the blaring is loud
I swear the only thing I hear is the sound
Of sirens going eeeeeh cause....


F#m              D
Here comes The Weekend
A              E
Set off your sirens oh oh
F#m               D
Here comes The Weekend
A             E
Set off your sirens oh oh

Oh oh

F#m - D - A - E
F#m - D - A - E

F#m                    D
Here comes, comes the weekend
 A              E
Set off your sirens oh oh
F#m                    D
Here comes, comes the weekend
 A              E
Set off your sirens oh oh