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[Ace Hood]
So baby holla at a G
I keep you away from pranksters
You can be my mistress, I can be ya gangsta
Seen you on the money rocking bring me back the paper
Give you back half just for doing me that favor
And yeah that's a thug's move
Show you what a thug do
Beat it while I feed it to you good like soulfood
Forget about old dude, call him Mr.used too
I can put it down like the top of my new Coop
Baby that's roofless
Tell ya what the truth is
Niggas can't hit it right
Den baby he useless
I'm a young thug, give it to you with my Chews on,
Shoes on, just encase a youngin' gotta move on

[Chorus: Lloyd]
When at home all alone at night
Cause that other nigga ain't loving you rite
Just call me
Girl I can put it down (down)
You spending money on that buddy ain't hood
And no worries baby it's all good
Just call me
I'll always be around (round)

[Ace Hood]
And though he bought you that watch
Ya man ain't nothing
So holla at a G if you need some thug loving
Late nights on a call say she wanna feel sumum
She tell me put it down
I fuck her on hundreds
I give her refunds and her body keeps cumming
She know I put it down baby girl stop running
So what you wanna do cause I'm young and still thugging
Just take this good while I'm headed to the money
Taking shots of the goose just to mix with getting blunted
See I can brighten days keep ya wrists all studded
Ya boyfriends' lame tell 'em Guttah get money
I keep it 100
That's why you keep coming rite back

[Chorus: Lloyd]
When at home all alone at night
Cause that other nigga ain't loving you rite
Just call me
Girl I can put it down (down)
You spending money on that buddy ain't hood
And no worries baby it's all good
Just call me
I'll always be around (round)

[Ace Hood]
And baby I can show you new things
Sumum you ain't used to
Kick it with the gutta none other you need a thug dude
Type of nigga beat it in his jeans and his Tim boots
Hit it from the back, see you feeling like fruit juice
Fitted to the back, see he can eat what ya man do
Ain't doing his job, you can hit me on the hip boo
Ace
You know the name
A real niggah
Heavy off in the streets, see ya man, I'm a deal with him
Baby he play it lock like the Tommy The Hilfiger
Call me ya boss boy or just call me ya deal giver
Heard you needed a thug so there go ya meal ticket
Baby girl don't worry I'm that hurry and get it like

[Chorus: x2]

When at home all alone at night
Cause that other nigga ain't loving you rite
Just call me
Girl I can put it down (down)
You spending money on that buddy ain't hood
And no worries baby it's all good
Just call me
I'll always be around (round)
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written by Mollings, Johnny David / Mollings, Leonardo V / Elliott, Leigh Vincent / Carpenter, Maurice Jammal / McColister, Antoine
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, EMI Music Publishing