Lyrics:
y'all bitches I'd be
Straight by the summer
Told y'all bitches right Back 4 Da Summer
I Told y'all bitches right Back 4 Da Summer
I Told y'all bitches
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
me, call me, call me
Remember when we use to catch the bus (all of us)
We would sit in the back by the windows
You would mess around, clown around
Strike one, caught you by surprise
Strike two, right before your eyes
Pitch three, this ones to the wall
Ain't no fun like a game of Hardball (So So
(What's Up)
I rep The Windy City baby! I'm so east side crazy
73rd & Jeffery homie right by where the lake be
Cruisin' in my Chevy, sometimes in Mercedes
will never let you go
(now what you call that)
Said I got I got I got I got your back boy
(you got my back right?)
I got I got I got I got your back boy
right here by yo side (By yo side)
When duty calls
I will always be there for you
No matter what you going thru
You down for me I'm down for you (I'm down
up the phone
Call me when you get bored
Call me when you get bored of this life, yeah
Call me when you get bored
But I can't assure that Ima be right
Baby call me up, call me late at night
I just want you here, want you by my side
Baby call me up, please just hit my line
Please just hit my line
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call
Jazzy we got a bond like we was in Vietnam,
trust it
Everybody need a potna, to stand right by they side
Not only down through the good times,
but also
me, he'll do it for you
It ain't a problem, call on Jesus right away
He will hear you when you pray
And he'll brighten up your day
Woah yeah, call
5 AM I never sleep
I dey wait for you to call my phone
Say you go call me by the morning
Say you go call me by the morning
5 am I never sleep
I dey
get me high to let me down?
I guess they call it fallin' 'cause you end up on your face
Sleeping by myself in a bed I didn't make
Think it's written
up stories
Cause time is running by
I don't really know what you
Expect me to do right now
Yeh, to do right now
Yeh, to do right now
What you call
sports or anything really i
Felt neglected by my family
Growing up as well i've had
Many ideas that always felt
Superior compared to others, I
Knew that my
and desires,
right here, right now,
in this little section.
I have been in showbusiness
for 10 years and every time
I have to go back on the stage
I have this
will never let you go
(now what you call that)
Said I got I got I got I got your back boy
(you got my back right?)
I got I got I got I got your back boy
goin' up, fuck with me
Mack magnet, attractin' enormous green
Slap this clip in this gat then call this arm Christy Mack
'Cause this bitch is that war
to the gut
Will bend your ass over like right now
The climate is set so you can climb in the pit right now
To get what ever you got and
Shut the fuck up
Baby can you call me right now
Right now yeah
Tell me if you love me right now
Right fucking now
Some how I'm feeling down
I'm so down, I'm so
about me
I woke up this morning and figured I'd call you
In case I'm not here tomorrow
I'm hoping that I can borrow a piece of mind
I'm behind
Ghetto Queen with the guillotine/real bitch that carry gats by the spleen
Knahmean? Some bitch is on the other line, answer that
If it's a Booty Call
flickin' through the pages.
Tough love, tough love.
I call it hatred.
Tough love, tough love.
I call it hatred.
You call it tough love, I call it
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