Literally (Explicit)

Literally (Explicit) - Joyner Lucas

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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