The Weekend (with 347aidan) - Remix

Barbie wanna party like all night

And she looking like a zombie in her Off-White

Yeah, she looking, yeah, she looking for a hand out

She think 'cause she with me she in a band now

Pull up in the truck, pack it up like a limousine

Looking like a blast from the past, look like Billie Jean

And you're the only ten I see

And I hope you like Hennessy

And why, why, why, why, why (why)

Why, why, why, why, why

Aren't you into me?

You only call me on the weekend

You only love me when we freakin'

You got me jumpin' off the deep end

You only call me on the

You only call me on the

You only call me on the weekend

So weekends past, now, where you at?

Where you go? Could you call me back?

Would you answer all your missed calls?

Will you tell me why you feel off?

Would you answer all your missed calls?

The weekend just don't feel long

And tell me why we don't talk

And why I'm right but feel wrong

Ooh, and why, why, why, why, why (why)

Why, why, why, why, why

Aren't you into me? (Aren't you into me?)

Aren't you into me? (Aren't you into me?)

And why, why, why, why, why

And why, why, why, why, why

Aren't you into me? (You)

You only call me on the weekend

You only love me when we freakin'

You got me jumpin' off the deep end

You only call me on the

You only call me on the weekend

Call me up if you're lonely

See, I got the keys from my homies

You the baddest one, my trophy

Only you, you, you, you

Only free past midnight

Type of shit don't sit right

Rather be alone and get high, oh

You only call me on the weekend

You only love me when we freakin'

You got me jumpin' off the deep end

You only call me on the

You only call me on the

You only call me on the weekend

Ah-ooh, ah

Oh-ah, ah