Lyrics:
911, forty reporting
Hello 911, help me, help me
What is your emergency
There's someone in my house, there's someone in my house
Can you please
flaunt, never mess with it, please don't
Told her, "I'm goin home", she asked can she go too
I'm like, "Yeah boo, I can't see me without you"
Got there,
pockets go
They still get they fill
Fingers scrape the bottom
It don't matter how deep yo' soul is
They sho' is blinded by the light! (Crazy)
Bob your head
away
And leave the Raptors doing nothing but rebuilding
Who else has got a Perkins alternate road jersey
You heard me bandwagon fans don't concern me
hungry for success
Or is it just my phone that's humming
Telling me I got something else to do before I get this money
Whoa
Gotta go leave me alone
Back
saying?
And all that bitch do is call me all day talking about you
"Why the fuck B.I.g. Don't want me?"
Yo, Big this is Quita
Kenya told me she saw you
saying?
And all that bitch do is call me all day talking about you
"Why the fuck B.I.g. Don't want me?"
Yo, Big this is Quita
Kenya told me she saw you
Toast
Blizzard strong, believe me
Hope you don't fall while you're leaving
No, you deceive me?
Mm, so I can't
Alright, alright
Let's get something right,
flaunt, never mess with it, please don't
Told her, "I'm goin home", she asked can she go too
I'm like, "Yeah boo, I can't see me without you"
Got there,
or change him
While they're living in anguish, while I'm living in real nigga harmony
Energy around me blend together like falsettos, tenors, and bass
All
please say the baby
If not, don't ya motherf***ing say it at all, b****
[Chorus]
Its real pimpin'
Its real pimpin 'goin' on like b****
You can be
assaulting me
One thing I never be lacking is the passion, If I don't like it, I throw it in the trash then
Pick it back up, recycle it, like a cyclist, then I
to bother you at home
But I don't know where to go, and I came here all alone
She said
My husband's doin' me wrong
Beatin' me, cheatin' me
Can't stop thinking about my life, I need her
Who would want me dead if I don't please them, feeder
Kick a bitch out, four seat playing FIFA
Do it by
blinded by the light
It don't matter how deep yo' pockets go
They still get they fill, fingers scrape the bottom
It don't matter how deep yo' soul is
sent
Here to give y'all the truth jAY-Z, call me
Bruh! You still ain't call me
JAY-Z, call me, ay bruh jAY-Z
I know you got killers
Please don't send 'em
it all worked out
Don't have to please me
We got it all sewn up
Right or wrong, we're together
It feels like it's workin' out long
We can go
words before they
Crop me out the picture
That a selfie, self less, I'm self raising
I had no P, outta breath, I kept chasing
Couldn't go sleep, no rest
factually
Please don't treat me casually
First you go and plant the seeds
Then you water on the leaves
When plant grows then you will see
In which direction
artist
And I'm so tired I'm so broken hearted
Girl don't you quit on me, girl don't you quit on me, please don't you quit on me
Ain't it crazy how I'm
someone in my house, there's someone in my house
[911 dispatch]
Can you please run by your address for me
[woman]
151 Shenedoah, Shenendoah
someone in my house, there's someone in my house
[911 dispatch]
Can you please run by your address for me
[woman]
151 Shenedoah, Shenendoah
kid
My observations are unlimited, the government finished
Mc I'm a good citizen but they don't want me as a friend
Fuck it! soon I'm start to pack gap
And flip that, on video
You and me yo, is you wit' that
And Scotta to Prada, can you fit that?
Let me get that
Verse Two: Rick James
Girl you don't
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