[Intro: Sexyy Red & Summer Walker]
Sexyy
(I might)

[Verse 1: Sexyy Red]
He like, "Sexyy, where you at? Come and put it on me"
I know I got the wettest coochie, my shit's macaroni
C-Call him when I'm bored 'cause a bad bitch get lonely
I need a n***a that keep it real 'cause my last n***a was phony (Loser)
That's my lil' partner, yeah, that's my lil' boo (Gang, gang)
We be boolin', we be jammin', me and him, we hella cool (On God)
You got a bitch, I got a n***a, but, we gon' stick to the rules
And, don't ever think shit sweet, 'cause my n***a keep that tool

[Chorus: Sexyy Red]
But, I might call that phone when my n***a actin' up
I might send you the location and let you pull up
I might—, you just better not tеll my baby daddy
I might—, 'cause he gon' leavе you leakin' in a alley

[Refrain: Summer Walker & Sexyy Red]
I might hit you with that, "Where you at?"
I might kiss it in a Cadilac
I might, might just keep it comin' every weekend
Might just get you kickin', I
Hit you with that, "You up?" text
I might give you, like, the greatest sex (What's up?)
I might just keep it comin' every weekend
I pull up when you need it (Sexyy)
I might
[Verse 2: Sexyy Red]
I ain't never felt like this before
He do whatever I want, he got me real spoiled (That's my n***a)
Fresh out the shower, rub my body down with oil
After we fuck, I always tell him, "Give me more" (Yeah, yeah)
Lingerie got me lookin' cute, come and take these panties off (Ugh, ugh)
Chanel perfume, and you know I got my wig done (Sexyy)
I don't give a fuck what time it is, n***a, pick up that phone
Put a hit on him, now, the n***a swear I did him wrong

[Chorus: Sexyy Red]
But, I might call that phone when my n***a actin' up
I might send you the location and let you pull up
I might—, you just better not tell my baby daddy
I might—, 'cause he gon' leave you leakin' in a alley

[Refrain: Summer Walker]
I might hit you with that, "Where you at?"
I might kiss it in a Cadilac
I might, might just keep it comin' every weekend (Oh)
Might just get you kickin', I
Hit you with that, "You up?" text
I might give you, like, the greatest sex
I might just keep it comin' every weekend
I pull up when you need it
I might
[Verse 3: Summer Walker]
I might cut you out, sayin' things I don't mean
Then, come around, and come and put that thing on me
Then hit your phone when I know you're lonely (Oh, give me whatever you need)
What you creepin' for? Baby, I'ma keep it fed
I'ma make-your-neckless into my legs
You know what it's givin', what it's givin' when the mood right
But, maybe on the late-night

[Refrain: Summer Walker]
I might hit you with that, "Where you at?"
I might kiss it in a Cadilac
I might, might just keep it comin' every weekend (Oh)
Might just get you kickin', I
Hit you with that, "You up?" text
I might give you, like, the greatest sex
I might, might just keep it comin' every weekend
I pull up when you need it
I might

[Chorus: Sexyy Red]
But, I might call that phone when my n***a actin' up
I might send you the location and let you pull up
I might—, you just better not tell my baby daddy
I might—, 'cause he gon' leave you leakin' in a alley (Sexyy)