[Intro: Lil Wayne]
She don't call me Tunechi no more, she call me bae
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Oh I, don't give a f** about these n***as all in my face
Cause I'm in the club goin' up, on a weekday
I got an off day tomorrow, I'ma sleep late
I brought a bad b**h too, she got a beef cake
And she go each way, she need a teammate
I got a bad b**h at home makin' me plates
She lock the door, set the alarm, and text me she safe
I got a big booty b**h with a petite waist
I get my back scratched up, she get her knees scraped
Then she ride that dick, oh freeway
And now them titties sittin' nice yeah, I wanna bite yeah
I could f** you right yeah, all night yeah
That's word to my right hand, that's my mic hand
Shorty with the nice a** needs some flight plans
I'ma f** her right fast, fly her right back
Hold up, now we s**in' and f**in'
And s**in' and f**in', and s**in' and f**in'
I'm cumin', I'm cumin', I'm cumin'
She got that hoppita, hoppita, I love her
Like bubble, we tonguin', we f**in'
We tonguin', we f**in', I'm cumin'
[Verse 2: Flow]
I got a b**h named Vanessa, she like how I finesse her
I'm comfortable by her I put my pistol on her dresser
Had a threesome with her sister
They thought I was scared to ask them
Bust a nut then hit the bathroom
Grab a towel and clean my mess up
I be swaggin' on these hoes, I ain't laughin' with these hoes
I would crack your f**in' skull before I crack a f**in' joke
Got some OG straight from Cali
And some backwoods from the store
Got a message from Lil Tune
And he sent pictures of your ho
And we got groupies in the hallway
Set that dick all on her forehead
Bet there's roaches in my ash tray
b**hes buggin', get the OFF! spray
Girl I f** with you the long way
Give me blow jobs on your off day
Give me blow jobs on your off day
Give me blow jobs on your off day
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Oh I, don't give a f** about all of these hoes in my face
My b**h in the club going up, on a weekday
I see the b**h you came with, I made a stink face
She said her last little boo was such a cheapskate
I put my arm around her shoulder, told her she straight
She ate the dick like Minnie Mouse eat cheese cake
She don't call me Tunechi no more, she call me bae
I said, oh you got that torch, still I take precaution
I told her I ain't none of the s**ers she been involved with
I f** her till she's exhausted, p**y tastin' like frosting
Then she get on her knees like she b-b-beggin' my pardon
That's word to my right hand, that's my dice hand
Pop that p**y like a price tag till' I white flag
[Verse 4: Flow]
I like smokin' with my b**hes, so I pa** the blunt to Brittany
b**hes think that I'm a Hot Boy, I got dope dick b**h I'm B.G
Gettin' BJ's from your BM while the DJ play my CD
Got a b**h up in the bed gon' make it squirt and touch the TV
Skrrt skrrt skrrt skrrt skrrt, I just ditched your b**h
She ain't wanna s** my dick, she say she gave it up for lent
Thats why I f** with her the long way
Ate that p**y on the first date, give me BJ's on your off day
Give me blow jobs on your off day
[Verse 5: Lil Wayne]
And now we s**in' and f**in'
And s**in' and f**in', and s**in' and f**in'
I'm cumin', I'm cumin', I'm cumin'
Oh yeah, she got that hoppita, hoppita, I love it, like bubble
We tonguin' and f**in' and
Oh I, don't give a f** about these n***as all in my face
Cause I'm in this b**h goin' up, on a weekday
I got an off day tomorrow, I'ma sleep late
I brought a bad b**h too, she got a beef cake
And she go each way, she need a teammate
I got a bad b**h at home that never debate
Sendin' pictures to my phone when she masturbate
I got a big booty b**h that keep her peak shape
I get my back scratched up, she get her knees scraped
And then she surf that dick like a heatwave
And now them titties sittin' right yeah, I wanna bite yeah
I could f** you right yeah, all night yeah
That's word to my right hand, that's my knife hand
And shorty with them tight pants need some flight plans
I'ma f** her right fast, fly her right back, your a**
And now we s**in' and f**in'
And s**in' and f**in', and s**in' and f**in'
I'm cumin', I'm cumin', I'm cumin'
Oh, she got that hoppita, hoppita, I love her, like bubble
We tonguin' we f**in', we tonguin' we f**in', I'm comin'
[Outro: Lil Wayne and Flow]
Gettin' BJ's from your B-M while the DJ play my CD
Give me BJ's on your off day, give me blow jobs on your off day
Oh yeah, she don't call me Tunechi no more, she call me bae