Lyrics:
Okay
I used to have some good days at my Grandmas house
Ya ya ya ya ya
At my Grandmas house
Okay now yall ready
I used to have some good days at my
I get a lot of gash and I ain't even rich
My credit's probably lower than your bitch
I don't answer the phone to
Girls that act like fools
Might
that we weren't allowed in my parents' house. So I knock on the door and I said, I'm here with my boyfriend. And they wouldn't open the door. My mother
saved messages. [Girl:] Hey whassup Romie? [giggles] This your Juliet Tomeka. I was calling cause you so fine at school yesterday oh my gahh. But I see
a seat, crowded
Got ya head and your feet mounted
You crucified, I'm superfly like who's the guy?
I ain't ever trippin my shoes are tied
That victory dont
They make me dream higher
Maybe I can realize all I desire
Voices in my head
It never goes quiet
Sometimes it's so crowded it feel like it's a choir
time, nigga
I can't fit your task in my schedule
She stay tryna call me, or message, I felt it
Yeah, she be with her girls, not no fellas
And they
And you had to know that I hate it
I hate it I'm irritated
It's loud and it's getting crowded
My space is getting invaded
No nachos but there were some
all day
Yeah
Huh I stay to the top
House on Mt. Everest
These girls wanna get tagged by me
Cause they know MZH IT
Turn the bed room to a rodeo
She ride
i've been leaving you messages.text messages.
i know your with that f***ing girl.you...f***ing..
piece of s***.i know you f***ing lying to me.
you lied
Voicemail message
Baby girl when your there for me
You make me feel so complete
You know I would never cheat on you
All the things that I do for you,
outside)
Girls we back outside (She back outside)
Ah, here she go
Come on baby
Your call has been forwarded
To an automated voice message system
with it constantly
I used to self medicate, yeah honestly
Its no wonder my identity was wobbly
No Spice Girl, I was just a "Wannabe"
Me first, yeah
drunks and those who dream turn into punks and stones
Meanwhile there's a girl inside the bar who's on her phone
She's talking to her dad who by her cheeks
it
Got a message from God heaven too crowded
But I say hey young world you've never looked betta'
And I heard change start with man in the mirror
can see resemblance by the hair. Next is my favorite arab in the whole world, King Salman of Saudi Arabia. Girls, dont be fooled by his freindly face,
yeah (oh, just let me know the mood)
Can tell you on by the way you textin'
Girl, I'll pull up when you send a message
Call up a Lyft and send 'em my
The roosters calling in the distance
It was all us crammed in the house
Back when my dad was the man of the house
A lot of dads left, they
Feelin' I had
I hope that my message is clear
When I think back to yesteryear
I'm takin' a trip back
And it's a trip that
The time pass so fast, I really
the pact with the devil unsigned
Yeah I wanna demon girl not just in my mind
And I left the pact with the devil unsigned
Yeah I wanna demon girl
My house
I burn my rubber
But when I get mad, Snoop, I pop my rubber
A girl tried to pop my rubber (What?)
Told her like Mike to Billie Jean, you are not my
Don't fuss we seein eye to eye
I push the 6 and pass by you're 5
And rush hour in ya ride
Your girl by my side
We gon crush tonight right?
ray j chorus:
this message
But believe me I gotta send out this message
Because
I gotta my own way
On my own path
I been in the house to long
I gotta move out
I gotta
house or your house
It's yours to choose
The Party's getting crowded now
There's no room left
For us to stay around
I'm sure you won't regret
Let's do
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