Lyrics:
to be the one to be by ya side that ya see every night
Why that girl keep callin my phone
Girl leave me alone
Phone like a 800 dial tone
Please don't
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
ya (woo)
Gimme all your numbers so I can phone ya (uh-huh)
Your girl acting stank than call me ov-ah (uh)
Not on the bed, lay me on your sofa (uh)
don’t need a phone call
No text and no call
No, no, no, no more
We know, we don’t need a phone call
No text and no call
No, no, no, no more
We know, we
to call
Been waitin to call for
Even if the times no right
I wanna be by your side
Every every night
Just call my phone
Just call my phone
I've been
featuring Queen Pen, The Product, and Naomi Campbell
(Phone Rings)
[Phone Voice Sample]
If you'd like to make a call, dial your
pharmacies (Trap by myself)
Money da only thing dat bother me (Money, ya)
I know I’m da money I follow it (Money, ya, ya)
I’m on da phone wit da money its
Narcissism is taking the world by storm
Now it's a social norm
Making the sunlight feel like snow
But I can't put down my phone
My Phone Phone
Can't
your not alone when I'm by the phone
But since I left your all alone
There's no more reasons
Don't call my phone
You tell ya friend I ain't doing
I been up
Waiting by phone
Playing love songs
Why you leave me lone like that
Guess this was ya payback
Why you leave me lone....... Like that
lonely)
Shawty hit my phone
When you are alone
Cutting thru the alleys tryna make it to ya home
Girl I had enough of talkin on the fucken phone
I just wanna
tucked I was servin the herb
My phone, is on do not disturb
Nigga, I mean it’s fuck what you heard
No cannabis club but we was servin the herb
The cookie
the charcoal
Am I a star? No, ya' in my car? No
My name is Soopafly, bitch so ya' all know
Now heffer don't act stupid, 'cause ya'know who I am
The nigga
Ya’ll Don’t Know
Written by Anthony Parker
Verse 1
What y'all know about living in silence we protest might turn violence so much hate no true
phone
"Hit me when you get alone
She hit me back like wassup
I said "oh baby you know
I'm really digging ya vibe"
Can we link up and get high
Two in
years older than your pops
And they was together way back when
This shit don’t add up, it’s cool
You just subtract it like oou
I send a text to ya phone
braids
Dranking all the hate away
So dudes ya do what I do
Y'all don't want no guns play
45 AK
Make get low anyday
I ain't lie, I tell da truth, man
it. Oh, oh no.... tape's
rolling! You... tosspot! Anyway! Well in that case, what'ho you lot out there! Hah! Jesus, you heard that
didn't ya? Eh? Well
featuring Queen Pen, The Product, and Naomi Campbell
(Phone Rings)
[Phone Voice Sample]
If you'd like to make a call, dial your
stop by your door
When I go downtown
Got your number off my phone
But you still hit me up
And I hate you, should hate you
I don't want ya
No, no, no
I
gets wetter
Throw your phone in the ocean
Don’t call me in the morning like
Doctor
Don't fix my antennae
Throw ya phone in the ocean
Yup, and then you
drop the phone if I call
See I'm livin' real large eventhough I'm real small
But don't let that fool ya
Money rules everything around me
Creepin' up
lick my たこ焼き
Munching on ya タコ flow
Sucking on my 卵
Rolling off a 寿司 roll
Picante that's by the bay
Hit her then I'm Adios
Ghost riding on the train
Hit
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