Lyrics:
I was thinkin' 'bout you so hard
that I couldn't help but to pick up the phone
And I just had to call ya
I'm lovin' how you look and how you
your number and go on home,
The doorway was there, which is by the phone!
I've told ya I love ya, now get out!
Baby, please leave me be,
You want
phone backbone that's what you is to me no bap
Treat you like a garage
Open wide ima pull in lemme slide in the back
Hit up my phone I'll pick up the Jack
future was top Notch
But then all of a sudden, it got blocked, she was survived by her mama and papa
And what got me tripping she no longer living cause
till the sun
goes down
She`s the girl
in the back
of the scene
If you were
a song, you`d
be a No 1 release
Do your shooting
Get ya shots now
By
other niggas clientele
Check the man made junk for residue
Cause every fiend you miss want three or two
1. Never talk on the phone in ya house
with no phony
The fetti still phone me (Know)
Fuck all that clout you can't clone (Uh)
I love to be by my lonely
Improving forward-moving only (Yah)
Even
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
sell my soul just to get to know ya
Hello, hello, pick up the phone
Hello, hello, hello, hello
Leave my shit by the back door
I would sell my soul just
ya and I know you need me
If I don't pick up the phone, you can come and see me
Wish I could be by palm tree, I could let my mind free
You say I'm
two, got it. See ya tomorrow!
DR. STONE
No! Edmonds you’re not hearing me!
OLIVIA
Already with the damn phone!
DR. STONE
I said it’s not
buggin', the squad is comin'
AK on shoulder, no shoulder shruggin', aim at your nugget
My weed sticky like acupuncture and Magnus honey
Knock on the side
slide by ya side shouldn't take long
Hit my line you know I'm checking my phone
I might be gone but I'm checking my phone
We ain't gotta link up
You
the Glock I don't play with it
Niggas die by the Drac I got faith in it
Cut ya tongue out ya throat you couldn't say different
Leave ya phone out the car it's
Whats the move
Count ya steps before I shoot
Whats the move
Count ya steps before I shoot
Whats the move
Count ya steps before I shoot
Whats the move
Up late night reminiscing
Uh, phone go off
Won't answer no unknown digits (Unknown)
New phone who dis, change like a mood switch
Childish, childish,
got the good house keeping (keeping)
Could you let me in for a while (while)
Ok, we don’t need camp by a fire
Got enough heat to supply ya, I a
'Gree
6 in a line, believe me that's not a good sign
That girl' some bitch ya know
She keep calling my phone
She don't leave me alone
She just moan
I tried giving you Chanel but you want Koko
An I ain't fucking with you niggas and you broke hoes
An I'll never need a man for no help
I can do bad by
your number and go on home,
The doorway was there, which is by the phone!
I've told ya I love ya, now get out!
Baby, please leave me be,
You want
your number and go on home,
The doorway was there, which is by the phone!
I've told ya I love ya, now get out!
Baby, please leave me be,
You want
your number and go on home,
The doorway was there, which is by the phone!
I've told ya I love ya, now get out!
Baby, please leave me be,
You want
(as long I know you got my back right)
Keep my swagger
Keep it looking good for ya
Keep it looking hood for ya
And shawty if you don't know
I got I got
The stars not far when I own every function
And the moon passing by
Just in case if you watching
My girl so fine
And you know that I told ya
Every single dime
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