Weekend Jumpoff

(Clutch)
 I switch whips with my homie
 But zip lips
 Do my dirt on my lonely
 Big light, blue bottle, some Vicki she can model
 And a sack of that Kush, she be on it
 And a room at the most remote Ramada
 No credit card info, nada
 Fresh change of the boxers, slacks and shirt
 Then Monday morning it's back to work
 (Here I go again tryin to)
 Pre-Chorus
 Get one off
 How do I do it
 And not get caught?
 Thought I'd cop a pass
 With the gifts I bought
 Give my girl everything
 But what she want
 I'ma tell my baby I'm sorry
 I was all caught up in her body
 So I hit that
 But as soon as the week starts
 I'm gonna shake my weekend jumpoff
 Chorus
 (Can't get enough of my)
 Weekend jumpoff
 (Can't get enough of my)
 Weekend jumpoff
 Got me on some hide and go freak
 Got your boy on the creep
 Got a chick, but she do it for me
 (Can't get enough of my)
 Weekend jumpoff
 (Got my) options on the table
 Where one lacks, one's willing and able
 I make em smile, make em giggle
 I'm all up in the middle
 But I can't do right I gotta play em
 (Going)
 Round and round, no stoppin me
 (Faithful)
 See I just can't be it
 I do my dirt between them sheets
 Know a nigga need to stop
 But I'm in too deep
 (Now here I go again tryin to)
 Pre-Chorus
 Chorus
 The question is when she gonna ask me where do I be (where I be)
 Cause when the weekend comes she don't know where to find me
 Basically I give her
 One (more lie)
 One (more plan)
 Think of one more way
 To make a way to my
 Weekend jumpoff
 Chorus
 (Clutch)