Booty Call

Don't you call me, text me, tweet me, meet me
Tryna see when I am free
Your winky faces just won't work on me
Don't suggest we just skip dinner
And move on to dessert
'Cause that's one sure way
To make sure you
Don't get under my skirt

I ain't your booty call, I ain't your rock and roll
I ain't your good-time girl that you can call to come and rock your world
I ain't your puppy dog
'Cause when you treat me wrong, I won't go running up
Lay on my back, let you get me into the sack
I ain't your booty call

Don't you think I know that's not your sister in your profile pic
It's guys like you who really make me wanna be sick
Yeah, don't you come around here saying you just want to be friends
(Let me tell you something Mister)
This is where it ends

I ain't your booty call, I ain't your rock and roll
I ain't your good-time girl that you can call to come and rock your world
I ain't your puppy dog
'Cause when you treat me wrong, I won't go running up
Lay on my back, let you get me into the sack
I ain't your booty call

And it you're thinking what I said to you is somehow untrue
I got my daddy's pistol in the shed and I haven't missed yet

I ain't your booty call, I ain't your rock and roll
I ain't your good-time girl that you can call to come and rock your world
I ain't your puppy dog
'Cause when you treat me wrong, I won't go running up
Lay on my back, let you get me into the sack
I ain't your booty call
No, I ain't your booty call
And I ain't your booty call