Lil Wayne – Off Day Lyrics
Artist: Lil Wayne
Song: Off Day
She don’t call me Tunechi no more she call me bae
Oh I, don’t give a f#ck about these n#gg#s 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#tch too she got a beef cake
And she go each way, she need a teammate
I got a bad b#tch at home makin’ me plates
She lock the door, set the alarm, and text me she safe
I got a big booty b#tch 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 t#tt#es sittin’ nice yeah I wanna bite that
I could f#ck you right yeah, all night yeah
That’s word to my right hand, that’s my mic hand
Shorty with the nice #ss needs some flight plans
I’ma f#ck her right fast, fly her right back
Hold up, now we suckin’ and f#ckin’
And suckin’ and f#ckin’, and suckin’ and f#ckin’
I’m cumin’, I’m cumin’, I’m cumin’
She got that hoppita, hoppita, I love her
Like wobble, we tonguin’, we f#ckin’
We tonguin’, we f#ckin’, I’m cumin’
I got a b#tch named Vanessa, she like how I finesse her
I comfortable about her I put my pistol on her dresser
Had a threesome with her sister
They thought I was in 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#ckin’ skull before I crack a f#ckin’ joke
Got some og straight from Cali
And some backwoods from the store
Got a message from the Tune
And he sent pictures of your home
And we got groupies in the hallway
Set that dick all on her body
Bet theres roaches in my ash tray
b#tches buggin’ get the off spray
Girl I f#ck 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
Oh I, don’t give a f#ck about all of these hoes in my face
My b#tch in the club going up, on a weekday
I see the b#tch 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 a mini mouse eat a cheese cake
She don’t call me Tunechi no more she call me bae
I said, oh you got the touch, still I take precaution
I told her I ain’t know none of the stuff she been involved with
I f#ck her till shes exhausted, p#ss# tastin’ like frosting
Then she get on her knees like b-b-beggin’ my pardon
That’s word to my right hand, that’s my dice hand
Pop that p#ss# like a price tag till’ I white flag
I like smokin’ with my b#tches so I pass the blunt to Brittney
b#tches think that I’m a hot boy, I got dope dick b#tch I’m B. G
Gettin’ bj’s from your B-M while the dj play my cd
Got a b#tch up in the bed make it squirt then touch the tv
Skrrt skrrt skrrt skrrt skrrt, I just ditched your b#tch
She ain’t wanna suck my dick, she say she gave it off a lip
That’s why I f#ck with her the long way
Ate that p#ss# on the first date, give me bj’s on your off day
Give me blow jobs on your off day
And now we suckin’ and f#ckin’
And suckin’ and f#ckin’, and suckin’ and f#ckin’
I’m cumin’, I’m cumin’, I’m cumin’
Oh yeah, she got that hoppita, hoppita, I love it, I f#ck her
We tonguin’ and f#ckin’ and
Oh I, don’t give a f#ck about these n#gg#s all in my face
Cause I’m in this b#tch goin’ up, on a weekday
I got an off day tomorrow I’ma sleep late
I brought a bad b#tch too she got a beef cake
And she go each way, she need a teammate
I got a bad b#tch at home that never debate
Sendin’ pictures to my phone when she m#st#rb#t#
I got a big booty b#tch that keep in 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 t#tt#es sittin’ right yeah, I wanna bite yeah
I could f#ck 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#ck her right fast, fly her right back, your #ss
And now we suckin’ and f#ckin’
And suckin’ and f#ckin’, and suckin’ and f#ckin’
I’m cumin’, I’m cumin’, I’m cumin’
Oh, she got that hoppta, hoppita, I love her, like wobble
We tonguin’ we f#ckin’, we tonguin’ we f#ckin’, I’m comin’
Gettin’ bj’s from your B-M while the dj play my cd
Skrrt skrrt skrrt skrrt
Give me bj’s on your off day, give me blow jobs on your off day
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From the album:
10 Years Of Bling Vol. 1
Release Year: 2007