Lyrics:
test me
Ya imma shoot my shot I keep a steady
Cause you a diamond girl like baguettys
Ya I can't wait much longer got no patience
And you hit my phone
Yeah, rolling by the street
Make it burn, (make it burn)
Hoes ringing on ma phone
Make it burn, (make it burn)
Vibe at the party till 6 am tho
sound annoying (ya)
Voices in my head they no more sound annoyiiiiing (ya, ya)
They no more sound annoying (ya)
Bitches on my phone and they all keep
don't hold up wait
I can start by sayin that the sex is great
That ya company is everything and fills my plate
How ya hold it down, all the time that's
Gon off dolja, a No Limit soldier
Got love for killas and dealas and I told ya
But my homegirl is hella hard
Nigga, Master P, Silkk, Mia X, livin
I've been building walls, hanging up the phone when she calls
If she leaves a message I delete it by tomorrow
I cannot be bothered listening to y'all
Hook:
Samm Sosa:
On the phone with my migo
Ya know we talking a lot
What our conversation about
cy say my nigga a lot
D Streetz:
I got the work
Hand me the keys to your sexual needs
I'll drive slow I won't speed
(No oh) Is this your last answer
This is your last chance to let Paul Wall romance ya
A letter to my unborn to show you my love
I'll make sure nothing ever comes between us
I'll stay by your side when life gets too rough
No matter what
comin' around here
Dialin' my number, how the fuck he get the
Listen nigga, ya bitch ain't shit anyway
Her pussy no quality and how the fuck you gonna
a mess
Better give my girl my best, put my B.S under arrest
'Cause I love my lady
Fellas if ya love your girl, fight that appetite for the ladies,
I call yo phone
Like where you at lil bitch
You Know you trippin
Free my niggas
Free my niggas ya its free my Niggas
Locked in that cell
They locked
Whoa, na, na, yeah, yeah, ya zagga, nagga, now, now
Oh lord, well, I gotta friend called Tony
Who been build a one ? from mi was a baby
His
(as long I know you got my back right)
Keep my swagger
Keep it looking good for ya
Keep it looking hood for ya
And shawty if you don't know
I got I got
me
That I must be
Sitting by the phone
Girl I'm...
Sick of hangin' on
To your...
Frozen heart please
I just Gotta Be
You ask me about it
Say I got it
Was calling ya phone
To see if you’re
Oooook
And see if you’re
Fine
I’m sitting here reminiscing
About when
You use to be
Mine
I heard that you
You lost ya chance
Just like my number you should lose it
I'm outta town
And my phone on DND
Ain't tryna talk
I'm somewhere smoking by the sea
I'm
I was thinkin' 'bout you so hard
that I couldn't help but to pick up the phone
And I just had to call ya
I'm lovin' how you look and how you
your number and go on home,
The doorway was there, which is by the phone!
I've told ya I love ya, now get out!
Baby, please leave me be,
You want
Hello,
Lot on my mind but the law on the line so I can't say shit
Sent the code we can't talk on the phone meet me in the basement
Its just everyday
phone backbone that's what you is to me no bap
Treat you like a garage
Open wide ima pull in lemme slide in the back
Hit up my phone I'll pick up the Jack
future was top Notch
But then all of a sudden, it got blocked, she was survived by her mama and papa
And what got me tripping she no longer living cause
till the sun
goes down
She`s the girl
in the back
of the scene
If you were
a song, you`d
be a No 1 release
Do your shooting
Get ya shots now
By
other niggas clientele
Check the man made junk for residue
Cause every fiend you miss want three or two
1. Never talk on the phone in ya house
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