Nines - Calendar

You don't love me
If you loved me you wouldn't be callin' me Tuesday
You'd be callin' my name, Shanice, not fuckin' Tuesday
You call my phone, you're askin' for Tuesday
What the fuck is that? Who is Tuesday?
See the problem started when my Tuesday bitch wanted a Friday slot
And I gave it to her
Now I got Friday beefin' with Thursday
Tuesday's got beef with Wednesday now, it's all mad

My Monday chick
Supermodel, always comes through on some runway shit (uh)
Got me stallin' like my car was in clutch
Probably woulda locked her down but she parties too much
Tuesday got more breast than Kentucky
Airhead but she give the best sucky sucky
Wednesday got a man, he plays for Chelsea
Away games, she always FaceTimes me takin' selfies
Thursday's on the 'Gram lookin' rich and sexy
Got a AP on but her fridge is empty (if I'm lyin, I'm flyin')
I told Friday what we coulda had
But she just wan' take man for a sugar dad
I spend my weekends with the fam
So don't judge me like I'm speakin' on the stand (uh)
'Cause all my hoes is a ten
And next week I'll do it all over again

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday (uh)
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday (it's that nigga Nine, with the Nina)
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday (yeah)
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday (all my ex girls, I love you same way)

My Capricorn chick tries too much (gotta chillax, man)
My Scorpion chick always lies too much
My Taurus chick's way too bossy
My Sagittarius chick's always rollin' with a new posse (uh)
I only fuck with my Libra chick when I'm high
'Cause she crazy like my chick that's a Gemini (psycho)
My Aquarius chick never shows me love
My Aries chick just wants to hold a grudge (uh)
I love chillin' with my Cancer chick
But she got a temper, nearly made me crash my whip (who you shoutin' at?)
My Virgo chick's forever fussin'
And she's a know-it-all, you can't tell her nothin'
My Leo chick stays by my side
Thought I was bad but she got way too much pride
I been runnin' through these lighties since the nineties
Got these bitches in their feelings like a Pisces

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday (uh)
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday (it's that nigga Nine, with the Nina)
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday (yeah)
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday (all my ex girls, I love you same way, uh)

I ain't waitin' to beat
Cah I got a different girl for every day of the week
Babes, I don't repeat
Cah I got a different girl for every day of the week
She's sayin' I'ma cheat
Cah I got a different girl for every day of the week
She can stay if she's a freak
Cah I got a different girl for every day of the week

It shouldn't matter the day of the week
'Cause if you like me I'll make sure you'll free
If it's a Monday or Tuesday, weekdays or Sundays
Oh, whatever I need
Whatever I need

Hello, yeah, it's Shanice
Who?
Shanice
Who's that?
It's fuckin' Tuesday, the fuck?

Written by:
Courtney Leon Freckleton, Andrew Franklin, Austin Schindler, Beyonce Giselle Knowles, Ella Howell, Ellis Cruickshank Taylor, Eyobed Getachew, Meek Mills, Nija Charles, OZ, Robert Waller, Rodney Temperton, Scott Storch

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