F Yah Job

(album: Thank You, God. For It All. - 2021)

Your job don't need you like I need you
Let's make plans for the weekend, it be a whole lotta freaking
Your job don't need you like I need you
Let's make plans for the weekend, you deserve another season

Ay, how dare they work your body like it's not mine?
Trade a 9-5 for a 6-9, ay
Draw lines, baby cross lines
But your panty line on my jawline
Your new vibe, your new face
Sex all over the place
Room service ain't for the morning
Baby, sipping all the morning, yeah

Your job don't need you like I need you
Let's make plans for the weekend, it be a whole lotta freaking
Your job don't need you like I need you
Let's make plans for the weekend, you deserve another season

We in the room, wilding
Then I get aggressive, tell me to
Go lower, go slower
Big passion, neck grabbing
My baby soft like satin
Your ex man eyes closed, caught him lacking
Clothes stuck to the floor with this packing
I might never send you back in, yeah

Your job don't need you like I need you
Let's make plans for the weekend, it be a whole lotta freaking
Your job don't need you like I need you
Let's make plans for the weekend, you deserve another season

Yeah, yeah
Yeah