She say I think with my dick and she probably right And it's Friday night And he gon' do whatever when he feelin' 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 try to teach him about 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, nigga calm down let me finish yo Don't understand why you actin' like a bitch though Ain't nothin' wrong with a little bit of *** ho You ain't gotta stress yo My nigga 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&B But you gon' *** around and turn me into Charlie Sheen Look nigga I been gettin' teased while the guys gettin' played Sweatin' in your jeans all goddamn day Try to feel a little breeze If you get a little wet go swim until she scream Make her feel it in the chest Love a bitch that'll suck me and swallow your kids up Kiss me on my eyes while she tyin' her hair up Then give me a massage as I lay it down *** I could do this all night, I don't play around My nigga you don't never take your time so it never lasts You sabotage every chick I ever had When you see another chick you say goddamn The blood rushin' to your head and then you dive in And you willing to say whatever just to get some You better hope that I don't never ***in' catch nothin' Cause you a dirty mother***er you should listen to me Or I'ma have to cut you off, literally I 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 been thinkin' with my dick, but I'm tired of these hoes And this is my confession, I can't lie anymore I 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 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 feelin' good But girl, I promise you that me and him are not alike He say 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 bitches call him daddy then his head get bigger I had a conversation with him, had to set him straight He said, nigga, calm down, homie, listen, J Ain't nothin' wrong with some pussy and her lil' 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 hole The same pussy every night, I'ma lay low And I could care less if she keep her ***in' legs closed I love a bitch that'll suck me and swallow your kids up Kiss me on my eyes while she tyin' her hair up And give me a massage as I lay it down And as soon as I'm done with her, I'm about to make my rounds Yeah, you don't even take your time so it never lasts Cause you sabotage every bitch I ever had And you ain't even bein' safe, you ***in' you lazy And as soon as you *** up, then I'm stuck with her, 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 bitches 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 ***in' clinic And if I got some, then I know who ***in' did it Cause ever since the other day, I kinda feel a lil' burn when I'm pissin' And if I got some, I hope my girl don't get it, hold up This message is for Mr. Lucas, Dr. Kirtland'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 I'm ***in' kidding Thank you Come here, you lil' dirty motha***a, shoulda listened to me What did I do? Now I'ma cut your ass off Wait, what did I do? Literally Stop, ***in' stop it, I'm sorry, no, no No, no, no, no I 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 been thinkin' with my dick, but I'm tired of these hoes And this is my confession, I can't lie anymore I 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 been thinkin' with my dick, but I'm tired of these hoes And this is my confession, I can't lie anymore I been thinkin' with my dick, baby, I ain't got control I been thinkin' with my dick, baby, I ain't got control