Let Me Fix My Weave

Pull me over get the fake ID
Mr. Young One had a big ding-dong
Lopez get rich, call me Miss Affleck
His game real tight making me so horny
Before I walk in the club, I gotta fix my weave
On the highway I do above 90
Because my tracks feel whack, I want to hit the party

I told him, "Gimme cash to fix my weave
Baby, baby, let me fix my weave
'Cause your child support money don't fix my weave

I used to date a guy named Chris, sloppy when he kiss
Yes, yes we used to creep down the beach
The Carolinas, Detroit, Louisville, Ohio, to all the projects
And I don't want no excuses 'bout your baby mommy
Pull me over get the fake ID
Pepe LePew voulez vous ooh oui, you want to misdemeanor me

You really don't know me so I moves it slowly

I got a call from Joe, he used to call me J.Lo
He was insane like Rick James and with a mask he's Superfreak
You could pick me up about a quarter to 3
Balls the size of ping-pong, I had him souped like wanton, yeah
Baby, fix my weave
You could pick me up about a quarter to 3
Baby, fix my weave
Before I walk in the club, I gotta fix my weave
But he was good with the tongue, I called him Mr. Young One

On the highway I do above 90

To the heavy weave cities, Miami, Jersey, D.C.

Joe was pursuing, sex was good, all ooh-in
'Cause even Jen drive a Benz to go fix a weave"
Pull me over get the fake ID
Touch me up and let me fix my weave
You want to play like Ben then give me your keys
I told him, "Baby let me fix my weave

Brush up and let him hold me, let me spit some baloney
I got a hair out of place and use a fake ID"
Ooh baby, let me fix my weave

Ooh baby, let me fix my weave
Said "Baby don't trip, just like Ben I'm rich"
But you got to back up off me, wearing cubic zirconia
Baby, baby, let me fix my weave
Pull me over get the fake ID
On the highway I do above 90

You gotta spend more G's, oh wee
Moan he was grown, he would fuck me 'til the mo'nin'
I tell him, "Baby I need a new weave
Baby, baby, let me fix my weave
Before I walk in the club, I gotta fix my weave
To the beauty salons and curling irons stitching in that [Incomprehensible] hair
Jen don't bitch, then Miss don't bitch
Baby, you could call me if you go down on me

You could pick me up about a quarter to 3
Baby, fix my weave
But how 'bout the ladies that got a head full of fake weave

I used to get vex when he would sex another bitch
Baby, baby, let me fix my weave
Ooh baby, let me fix my weave
Baby, fix my weave
Before I walk in the club, I gotta fix my weave
I hope you can S P E L L, nigga, please you know me that well
On the highway I do above 90

Ooh baby, let me fix my weave
I put the beat on and on my ass he skeet on
Touch me up and let me fix my weave
I met a guy named Tommy, very charming
Or braids, holla to peoples, oh, c'mon

I put the heat on young gun, fresh meat he season
Fine enough for us to fuck and be his baby mommy
He was on me like cheese be on macaroni
You could pick me up about a quarter to 3

Touch me up and let me fix my weave

And you know nigga please me no fuck for free"
Okay, oh wee, yeah fix your weave, straight up like a perm you heard
Touch me up and let me fix my weave
Hey-lo, how you doing? Used to ask who I was screwing