Song parody of
Leave Me Alone
by Yaladysprospect
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Why you cant leave me alone
Always hitting my phone, yeah (Always hitting' my phone)
Something ain't right it must be wrong
I could hear it in ya tone, yeah (I could hear it in ya tone)
Why you cant leave me alone
Always hitting my phone, yeah (Always hitting' my phone)
Something ain't right it must be wrong
I could hear it in ya tone, yeah (I could hear it in ya tone)
Ya mans ain't actin' riiight
So yeah im comin' throuugh
Im leapin' in that frogggg
You call I jump for you
Ya mans a laz-y boyyy
I'll make you comfort-able
And you wanna run it back tomorrow
Fine I'll punt to you
Even have ya chin up high
Even have a blunt for you
Purchase you some cold cuts
Eat you, like a lunchables
Lunch dates, hump rates
Be on another level
Cause girl you heaven sent
God made you hotter than a devil
All natural ain't plastic
So you deserve a medal
Don't mind them bitches stares
Cause you on another level
They don't wanna see you elevate
We opposites, you captivate
My attention, my intentions
Gonna have ya'll separate
Why you cant leave me alone
Always hitting my phone, yeah (Always hitting' my phone)
Something ain't right it must be wrong
I could hear it in ya tone, yeah (I could hear it in ya tone)
Why you cant leave me alone
Always hitting my phone, yeah (Always hitting' my phone)
Something ain't right it must be wrong
I could hear it in ya tone, yeah (I could hear it in ya tone)
In the whip we do the dash
Spot her cash
Rent the jag
Ain't lookin' for credit
Like producers leavin' out they tag
If she want a bag
Fuck it I'll chase a bag
Sound like the side nigga
Be the best she ever had
Going out to dinner
Skip the sides
Get two entrees
Vision blurry so its clear
We fuckin' off the bombay
2 Girls, 1 cup
Clearly I'm the shit
Niggas tight, they lose their clothes
Its never off my fit
Niggas buyin' fake belts
Just to stay up in the loop
That shit a waste, they love my music
Blow me like a flute
See a nigga chasin' bands
So they long to toot my horn
Nigga never copped a drum
Love my stick beat it til morning (Ha)
Why you cant leave me alone
Always hitting my phone, yeah (Always hitting' my phone)
Something ain't right it must be wrong
I could hear it in ya tone, yeah (I could hear it in ya tone)
Why you cant leave me alone
Always hitting my phone, yeah (Always hitting' my phone)
Something ain't right it must be wrong
I could hear it in ya tone, yeah (I could hear it in ya tone)
Why you cant leave me alone
Always hitting my phone, yeah (Always hitting' my phone)
Something ain't right it must be wrong
I could hear it in ya tone, yeah (I could hear it in ya tone)
Why you cant leave me alone
Always hitting my phone, yeah (Always hitting' my phone)
Something ain't right it must be wrong
I could hear it in ya tone, yeah (I could hear it in ya tone)
Ya mans ain't actin' riiight
So yeah im comin' throuugh
Im leapin' in that frogggg
You call I jump for you
Ya mans a laz-y boyyy
I'll make you comfort-able
And you wanna run it back tomorrow
Fine I'll punt to you
Even have ya chin up high
Even have a blunt for you
Purchase you some cold cuts
Eat you, like a lunchables
Lunch dates, hump rates
Be on another level
Cause girl you heaven sent
God made you hotter than a devil
All natural ain't plastic
So you deserve a medal
Don't mind them bitches stares
Cause you on another level
They don't wanna see you elevate
We opposites, you captivate
My attention, my intentions
Gonna have ya'll separate
Why you cant leave me alone
Always hitting my phone, yeah (Always hitting' my phone)
Something ain't right it must be wrong
I could hear it in ya tone, yeah (I could hear it in ya tone)
Why you cant leave me alone
Always hitting my phone, yeah (Always hitting' my phone)
Something ain't right it must be wrong
I could hear it in ya tone, yeah (I could hear it in ya tone)
In the whip we do the dash
Spot her cash
Rent the jag
Ain't lookin' for credit
Like producers leavin' out they tag
If she want a bag
Fuck it I'll chase a bag
Sound like the side nigga
Be the best she ever had
Going out to dinner
Skip the sides
Get two entrees
Vision blurry so its clear
We fuckin' off the bombay
2 Girls, 1 cup
Clearly I'm the shit
Niggas tight, they lose their clothes
Its never off my fit
Niggas buyin' fake belts
Just to stay up in the loop
That shit a waste, they love my music
Blow me like a flute
See a nigga chasin' bands
So they long to toot my horn
Nigga never copped a drum
Love my stick beat it til morning (Ha)
Why you cant leave me alone
Always hitting my phone, yeah (Always hitting' my phone)
Something ain't right it must be wrong
I could hear it in ya tone, yeah (I could hear it in ya tone)
Why you cant leave me alone
Always hitting my phone, yeah (Always hitting' my phone)
Something ain't right it must be wrong
I could hear it in ya tone, yeah (I could hear it in ya tone)
