Monday Mood: Lil Wayne – “Single”

Just for the night, apparently

[Verse 1]
Camo shorts and Bubba Kush
We can talk she’d rather fuss
This and that ’bout such and such

Damn, where is the fucking trust
I’m tired of the hoop and hollering

I’m ’bout to take the coupe to Collins
Then take a female to the Island
Then take her clothes off and do the honors
Yeah, now she hear I’m with them other bitches
Yeah, I told her mind her fucking business

Shit she probably out here fucking niggas
I’m fucking her friends, now her friends ain’t even fucking with her
Damn, she text me all day and night
So pissed off she ain’t even spelling shit right
I text her back, tell her it’s life
Now somebody tell them hoes, I’m single for the night

Yeah, I’m single
Nigga had to cancel that bitch like Nino
I ain’t tripping on nothing, I’m sipping on something
And my homeboy say he got a bad bitch for me
And I’m single, yeah, I’m single
And I’m single, tonight I’m single
And I ain’t tripping on nothing, I’m sipping on something
And my homeboy say he got a bad bitch for me tonight

[Verse 2]
Dreads braided to the back
I’m chilling but my swag on full attack
And my girl acting like a brat
So when she call, I don’t answer I just write her back

She hate it when I do that shit
And I when get home she go through my shit
She call numbers back to see who that is

Man I hate it when she do that shit
Polo t-shirt, polo drawers
Now make me take this polo off
Girl you can get broken off
Yeah, I fuck you for an hour than I smoke it off
Swimming trunks and bathing suits
They go in the bedroom and tell the naked truth
Don’t wanna fuss, ain’t tryna fight
Man somebody tell them hoes I’m single for the night


[Verse 3]
Now she got on a fuck ’em dress
And I got on my double-breast
And he been fussing all day with her
And I make her feel special like a place kicker

She wanna be Weezy F Baby-sitter
Say she wish she could cut my dick off and take it with her
I say hold on, she say she just playing

Then I falls in that pussy like quick sand
Hot sex and cold wine
She left that nigga hanging like a clothes line
I cut my phones off: both lines

It’s about to get nasty: pork rinds
She came hard both times
We both say we single and we both lying
We both wrong, but it feel right
Put your hands up if you single for the night


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