Literally (Explicit)

She say I think with my dick and she probably right
And it's Friday night
And he gon' do whatever when he feeling good
But girl I promise you that me and him are not alike
I swear he 'bout to be the death of me
I can't fight it
And he gon' do whatever when he feel like it
I tried to teach him 'bout relationships and he don't like it
And he gon' go inside whoever when he feel invited
I had a conversation with him from the get go
He said n***a calm down let me finish yo
Don't understand why you acting like a b***h though
Ain't nothing wrong with a little bit of sex h*e
You ain't gotta stress yo my n***a listen
You a part of me
You get me in trouble then you fall asleep
And all it takes is some liquor and some R and B
But you gon' f**k around and turn me into Charlie Sheen
Look n***a I've been getting teased while the guys get played
Sweating in your jeans all godd**n day
Tryna feel a little breeze you can get a little wet
Go swimming 'til she screams make her feel it in her chest
Love a b***h that'll suck me and swallow your kids up
Kiss me on my eyes while she tyin' her hair up
Then give a massage as I lay it down
S**t I could do this all night I don't play around
My n***a you don't ever take your time so it never lasts
You sabotage every chick I ever had
When you see another chick you say godd**n
The blood rushin' to your head and then you dive in
And you willin' to say whatever just to get some
You better hope that I don't ever f**kin' catch none
'Cause you a dirty motherf**ker you should listen to me
Or I'ma have to cut you off literally
I've been thinkin' with my dick baby
I ain't got control
I try to fight it but he got a mind
Of his own
I've been thinkin with my dick but I'm tired of these hoes
And this is my confession
I can't lie anymore
I've been thinkin' with my dick baby I ain't got control
I try to fight it but he got a mind
Of his own
I've been thinkin' with my dick
But I'm tired of these hoes
And this is my confession I can't lie anymore
She say I think with my dick and she probably right
Yeah it's Friday night
And he gon' do whatever when he feeling good
But girl I promise you that me and him are not alike
He sayin' hi hello and got a thing for Adele
He got a mind of his own he really think for himself
It's hard to keep him happy he a heavy hitter
When b***hes call him daddy then his head get bigger
I had a conversation with him had to set him straight
He said n***a calm down homie listen J
Ain't nothin' wrong with some p***y and a little brains
Besides I don't really know if this is just a phase
And I don't mean to be rude or to hate though
But I get bored when I'm in and out the same h*e
The same p***y every night I'mma lay low
And I could care less if she keep her f**kin legs closed
I love a b***h that'll suck me and swallow your kids up
Kiss me on my eyes while
She tyin' her hair up
Then give a massage as I lay it down
And as soon as I'm done with her I'ma make my rounds
And you don't ever take your time so it never lasts
Plus you sabotaged every b***h I ever had
And you ain't even being safe you f**k it you lazy
And as soon as you f**k up
Then I'm stuck with a baby
And I hope that you know you givin' me a bad reputation
All because you don't know how
To relax and be patient
Now these b***hes trippin' they gettin' mad at me blatant
They call me a bunch of names that's some bad defamation
And today I'm gettin' checked at the f**kin' clinic
And if I got somethin'
Then I know who f**kin' did it
'Cause ever since the other day
I kinda feel a little burn when I'm pissin'
And if I got somethin'
I hope my girl don't get it hold up
Uh uh uh uh yeah yeha yeah yeah yeah
This message is for Mr Lucas Dr Kipling's office calling
Uh your lab results came in today
And uh quite a few positives on there
So please give the office a
Call back as soon as you can
F**king kidding me
Thank you
C'mere you dirty little muh'f**ker
Should've listened to me
What did I do
Now I'ma cut your a*s off wait what did
I do
Literally stop Joyner stop it
I'm sorry no noooo no no no no
I've been thinkin' with my dick baby I ain't got control
I try to fight it but he got a mind
Of his own
I've been thinkin with my dick
But I'm tired of these hoes
And this is my confession I can't lie anymore
I've been thinkin' with my dick baby I ain't got control
I try to fight it but he got a mind
Of his own
I've been thinkin' with my dick but I'm tired of these hoes
And this is my confession I can't lie anymore
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