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)