Literally Lyrics - 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: "Nigga calm down let me finish, yo 

Don't understand why you acting like a bitch, though 

Ain't nothing wrong with a little bit of sex, hoe 

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' fuck around and turn me into Charlie Sheen 

"Look nigga, I've been getting teased while the guys get played 

Sweating in your jeans all goddamn day 

Tryna feel a little breeze you can get a little wet 

Go swimming till she screams, make her feel it in her 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 a massage as I lay it down 

Shit I could do this all night, I don't play around" 

My nigga 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 goddamn 

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 fuckin' catch none 

Cause you a dirty motherfucker you should listen to me 

Or I'mma have to cut you off 

Literally 

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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 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, Jay 

Ain't nothin' wrong with some pussy 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 ho 

The same pussy every night I'mma lay low 

And I could care less if she keep her fuckin 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 

Then give a massage as I lay it down 

And as soon as I'm done with her I'mma make my rounds" 

You don't ever take your time so it never lasts 

Plus you sabotaged every bitch I ever had 

And you don't even fade, you fuck it you lazy 

And as soon as you fuck 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 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 fuckin' clinic 

And if I got somethin' then I know who fuckin' 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, yeah 

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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 

Thank you 

Oh my God, you gotta be fucking kidding me 

C'mere you dirty little motherfucker should of listened to me 

What'd I do? 

Now I'mma cut your ass off "Wait what'd I do?! 

Literally 

Stop! Joyner stop it!!" The fuck over here! 

C'mere! "I'm sorry!! No noooo! 

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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