Lyrics:
chilla
Rude boys them puffa
The girls them, walla
The girls them, wynah
Rude boys them chilla
Rude boys them puffa
My girl calling me, she wanna mingle
it backfire
Reaching for my chain have me reaching for my lighter
I be with Hakim that's where the sun shine brighter
Last girl reminded me
well known
And my phone is tapped so they just call me through a jail phone
Money calling money calling so don't call my line today
He better not come
love down down down
Just know by the end of the night
She going to be calling me Caesar (Julius)
They call her Houdini at night
Nobody sees her
problem is that she does not come by a lot
Think I'm a liar because every guy has lied a lot
Shit, I'm just tryna get a title shot
There's this girl I kinda
daddy
Send a photo to my phone, she ain't got no panties
Got me thanking god like I just won a grammy
Like I won a grammy
(Ooh girl let me see it)
on the cadence of his tingling keys
Matter of fact he my favorite 'cause he tip me with E's
He got a cousin named David and I seen him last week
This is
white girl Lizzie McGuire
Calling him Kanye talking through the wire
Skating through the A feel like Esquire
Blood selling that white face Michael Myers
your side (by your side)
(the devil's a liar) the devil's a liar but my love will never die (never die)
Well don't sing me praise
Just keep me from
the reasons that I got you babe
All the ways you've done me wrong
Maybe I can't drive your memory
By the time I'm done with this song
You're a liar, a cheat,
to set my whole race free
You might debate we, a refugee
No harm hurt me
Dying, thirsty from the struggle
To my own hustle bubble
On the low, woe is
your lover
Give me a chance, no I don't want you gone girl
Can't you see? (can't you?)
I'm not god damn liar
Take my hand, I could make your life
Money keep on calling girl you know I gotta get it
Say she down to ride and go to war for a nigga
Always by my side girl you know how we living
the picture
There goes the alarm and the siren's go
There goes the alarm
I saw it coming, I let it go
My girls will tell me, "I told you so"
But I was so
friends
They angels now, it’s painful now and ain’t nobody calling yet
All I want is someone calling up my phone to check on me
And people that won't ever
now
Made in Genneiva, wavey low ceaser, navy four seater
Girls is snobby, money is my hobby
Cats want to rob me, coupes is wide bodied
So I'm like
Yeah lil mama calling me, calling me, calling me
Say that she want all of me, all of me, all of me
Want my time but sorry lil baby i can’t offer
baby
Now you miss me too
Walk around LA
Still a lot to prove
Now I tell a dame
Tryin' to get with me
This is one nigga you can't control
Calling you
My Daddy told me, lookin back
The best friend you'll have is a railroad track
So when I was 13 I said, I'm rollin' my own,
And I'm leaving
remedy
Getting in my zone, I don't wanna leave
Pop a forty, ain't talking bout the 43
Get on, tell me when the party is over
Got on Tiktok, went viral,
Sometimes when I'm with my chick on the low (I'm a flirt)
And when she's wit her man looking at me, damn right (I'm a flirt)
So homie don't bring your girl
bet on me I'm making 'em money,
An ache in my tummy the only gut feeling leave me reeling miss the meal and that is making me hungry,
ah!
They talk
Was a wet day in London
Me fortunes were crumblin'
I was on me way back from the building
The job and the foreman that day
He saw nothing my way
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You know without my
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