Monday-Friday

Mmm, Monday through Friday
I need you sideways
I need it everyday
Ain't no brakes
Don't get another man, ain't no way
Can we link? Can we fuck? I been waitin' all day
Said you got a new nigga, he won't take my place
Once I get up in that pussy, I'ma make my name
When I eat that pussy, I'ma say my grace
When I put it deep in, won't you say my name?
What you say, nigga? Fuck ya side I'm just tryna be your main nigga
Impressed he picked you up in them Benzes
He pipe that pussy down, and then end it
I nut inside of your mouth, and you blend it
I'm evil and I'm bad with my intentions
Not stingy with my hoes, and I lend 'em
If they act a certain way, then I end them
Nothin' less than V8 in my engine
She could hear me coming, I'm revving

I speak the words and preach like reverend
You say that you'll see me at six
You're always late, I'll see you at seven
Old hoes dead to me, see you in heaven
When you see me stuntin', girl, you get tempted
When I can't have you, I imagine
Foreign whips out there, all them rented
I dream big, so I'ma get it
I stick it in, where your neck is
I let it go where your chest is
Nut on your face and you look so precious
She did it good, but you did it better

I admit, you need to get your sex game up
It was weak as fuck
And I know that hurt
But you gotta eat it up
You told me that your sex game was good
It was weak as fuck
And I know that hurt
But you gotta eat it up

So she come through
Monday through Friday, for practice
Saturday, Sunday, you just rest until you back in
I like you, the way you came, but you could be better
I like you, the way you came, but you could be better
I like you, the way you came, but you could be better
You chose him, but I'm me, so whatever
I like you, the way you came, but you could be better