[Intro]
*Sighs*
So lonely, so lonely on-on a weekend
On-on a Friday
Oh, what's going on over there?
Bumpin' beat!
Is that the club?
Oh boy!
I bet-I bet I can find some-some love in there
Better get in line

[Verse 1]
I'm in the club (in the club)
Like everyone I'm looking for some love (for some love)
All the girls are acting so mean (so mean)
Don't even care I got my sweater dry cleaned (dry cleaned)
What do I spy? (ooh)
Is that a cute little shorty in my eyes? (in my eyes)
I'm gonna give it everything I got (got, got)
Chesta gonna shoot his shot (pew!)
Okay girls stop me if you heard this (mmm)
Your short shorts kinda make me nervous (ooh...)
Wait that's not a pickup line (uh-uh)
Give me one sec I swear I'll get it right this time

[Chorus 1: Joycie]
Who is this freak? (uh, no)
He looks like he's sipping and he smells like bleach
God I pray he doesn't want my number
And why he got a turtle neck on in the summer?

[Verse 2]
Okay stop me if I'm wrong
I think this might work better in song
I'm feeling you
I hope I get consent to start feeling you
I'm sorry if I'm desperate for affection
I wanna show you my Animorphs collection
We might like some of the same things too
Like accordians and flat Earth videos on YouTube
Because one day the world they're gonna know the truth
The Earth's horizon, it does not curve, it doesn't bend
And I'm gonna go up into space
And I'm gonna show everybody the reality
[Chorus 2: Joycie]
This isn't what I needed on my birthday (wow)
That's what I get for going out on a Tuesday (wow, I hate my life)
I gonna start looking for an exit route
My eyes stay peeled because I gotta get out

[Verse 3]
Okay I'm back on my flow
I popped a Tic-Tac and I'm ready to go
Hand on my flip cause I want those digits
Play my cards right and I know I can get it
It's my time, Chuchesta season
She's looking kinda nauseous for some reason
Must be all this game that I'm bringing
But wait one sec cause my Razor is ringing

[Skit]
"Hello? No, no mom I'm at the club right now
I can't go get your medicine from CVS
I'm at the club
Well, I'm talking to a girl"

[Chorus 3: Joycie]
My Uber arrived
I'm texting my girls that I'm still alive
I'm cutting this off like a neurosurgeon
Cause I ain't getting cuffed by some old ass virgin (ugh)
[Outro]
Yes ma, I know you pay my phone bill. Okay?
I don't care if you take my pudding away, alright
I don't care
Hey, hey where are you going?
I thought we were talking
*cries*