Lyrics:
a call, make sure I'm in
Make sure I'm home, make sure I'm home
Any time you care to use that telephone ring
Let that telephone ring, let it ring down
the bitches all they askin' fo' is sex
And we keepin' it one hundred but we dodging all the wrecks
We on a gravy train, racking up a mili you can call me Lil
the way
When the postman calls, he'll deliver the letter
I've explained everything; it's better that way
(Divided by, divided by) I think they heard
in the fire
Purgatory squire, call me a liar
Grab me a wire, wrap around your neck
Look into my eyes reality check
I got me a scalpal, time to disect
to go
When its time to stay up when your mind is made up,
When you're the last one in line screaming wait up
Engage pages, put the fire in a squire
booty by booty by booty by booty by hay!
Wasn't it you who left me alone
Wasn't it you who called me on the phone
Wasn't it you who wrecked my home
Shoutout Mordecai, man he's so fly (yeah-yuh)
Fuck I'm high
Jacob Cowan never stood a chance
Sections and regions, call it the last dance
I'm going way too
Aye just talk yo shit twin
Call me Micah Parsons in the field I'm a vicious lion
My old bitches bad as shit but them bitches always lying
Empire ima
your mind: call it mind fuck...
...uhhh what?
So please let the rat pay respect to the cat (Yes!)
By being mad disrespectful, that's where I'm at.
Now
And we'll roar out our Harvest Home
We've cheated the parson, we'll cheat him agen,
Why should the blockhead have one in ten?
One in ten
For prating so
beng beh deng
Mi say one by one
Two by two
Three by three
Call them by their number
Hold on to faith and never let go
Tell them we want go home
They
And they wanna know who I am
Ridin' down Slauson, off of Parsons with them five grams
You can call me slide hands
'Cause everywhere I go, you know
Boss, boss
My files is heavy
I can barely hold my phone
Really I could be Joe Pesci
But this not home alone (wooh)
Clean the block up like it's Messy
place that I go
Think I see your face
Every place that I go
Think it is your hand every hand that I hold
Cause every step planted is a step headed home
The punching bag is red and his name is queef
I named it that cuz we got beef
My punching bag got set on fire
By a loose TV wire
I had to go buy a Squire
Then
I know you don't like me
I know that you spite me
This might be a Cain to an Abel don't take it lightly
From the stories they took you home through
the building
Call me misfit, don't get it twisted
Best believe it wasn't scripted
It seemed so sweet, they call me gifted
I must be aided by a liquid
When
away (if you was my baby)
Give me a call if you wanna come roll with me (you could roll with me)
I'm only one call away (if you was my lady)
It was
Have I fallen for the scheme?
cm I caught in a looping dream?
(cll) Our Photoshopped desires
The kings betrayed by the squires
Mechanized monsters
I gots really big beats
Like Billy Squire or like Sasquatch gots really big feets
You know that I keeps it compact like a lap-top with the power
Lets get it my guy
Talk to 'em
I have my Wheaties early morning
By the time that y'all be yawnin'
I be on my second workout
You should take this
I wish I were an apple
Swingin' in an apple tree
Every time my baby came by
She'd take a bite of me
Tell me that she loves me
Call me sugar
away (if you was my baby)
Give me a call if you wanna come roll with me (you could roll with me)
I'm only one call away (if you was my lady)
It was
to the white side
Okay, there's a bright side, a day that I might slide
You may call it a pass, I call it haulin' my ass
Through that patch of grass over them
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