Lyrics:
You were s'posed to call me
You were s'posed to call
But you never did, but you never did
So now I'm sitting by my phone (By my phone)
Waitin'
this song)
All these drugs I be takin'
Got my heart beat racin'
Baby girl, I got patience
But don't play or I'm erasin'
Your number don't call me at all
the side (Yo!)
Yeah, I decide
Alright!
All I do - is all I know
I got lost in time I flow
I see nightmares in a row (Woo)
All I do - is all I know
Watch me
This type beat might be for the shit, though
They doin' all kind of shit
Uh
Uh, I got numbers on my phone that'll never ring again
'Cause Allah
numbers.
She said, "You want to be a player all yo life?
You'll never get a woman you can call your wife."
You see, Tracy got it going on, see her
bih
She my number 1 fan man I wish I was that bitch
Can't have her to myself so ion even call that bitch
When you see me on the tv
You can't even turn
East Side, Long Beach, nigga, 2-1
The homie just got parole
And he got more stories than the Highway Patrol
Tellin' me about the money Suge Knight
man you got Cookypuss's number?"
"Here's my supervisor, he'll help you"
"Yo man, where's the supervisor at?
I-I got the number anyway baby!
That
to riches, man, I'm gone take 'em out.
Keep run yo' mouth, making up you mind, you got's to be's wit' out.
Me, I'ma git a ho, who gone make show my pockets
reach out from a different number
So call me on the payphone
So I can greet you when you did me wrong
Girl I'm sad I should've never left
Tired
a voicemail
Like "Yo Hannah, it's Les' can you call me back?
I wanna talk about the baby, you, me, Jason, all of that
I've been feeling like I need to get my
shit
Yo, let's stop fakin' and be real now
I got a room and a hard on, still down?
Met ya standin' at a bar full of black dudes
Said ya wanna see my
a kiss
Thirteen more rushed my door that's my word
I'm pushed on the floor by the second and the third
While number one still got me in the liplock
Number
you
Rule number 1
Never give him someone to turn to at night
Rule number 2
Never bring your man around your crew
Rule number 3
Never call him
shit
Yo, let's stop fakin' and be real now
I got a room and a hard on. Still down?
Met ya standin' at a bar full of black dudes
Said ya wanna see my
to realize what I told you when
I was 16? I was dead ass
Yo, what Vegas got me favored to win by?
It don't matter
I'm gonna cover the spread fast
You had a 16
to city I'm a menace as I pass by.
Rippin' up shit just so you can remember I'm A straight up nigga that's done
in, gunnin' and comin' Straight at yo
singing got a nigga here thinking maybe I can call you later if you write ya number down on this paper while we on the elevator couldn't have picked
a prophecy
Live a lottery, shut up, massive mynogany
(Gambino)
I got my nigga ???? black, killer black in the world again
Holdin me down with 4 pounds
my underwear
"Now, let's me contestant number two
He's a psychopathic, deranged, crackhead freak
Who works for the Dark Carnival
He says women call
got it dumb crowded
Lost in her intelligence, she's leaving me dumbfounded
In her mind, I remain destitute
With nothing left to do but right heavy tunes
man you got Cooky puss's number?"
"Here's my supervisor, he'll help you"
"Yo man, where's the supervisor at?
I, I got the number anyway baby
That
Melodically and sonically the best and
Ironically was choir boy MVP
You can't tempt me i used to get head by the
Pews during father franks hour-long homilies
formidable place
I can let you know the ins and the outs and I can spit it wicked
Twiztid And you can see by the look on my face
Give me the mic and ima
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