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Call My Phone
(专辑: Crack - 2008)
[Chorus:] Bitch, you ain't gotta call my phone Matta fact all you hoes can leave me alone I
just want my money And now one of you nappy-headed hoes goin get none from me Nigga, you ain't gotta call my phone Matta fact all you niggas can leave me alone I
just want my money And now one of my fake ass homeboys won't get none from me [Z-Ro:] I
don't need know help my nigga I
can do bad on my own And I
don't need no company lil momma Even tho I
know you give great dome I
rather play my Xbox 360 while smoking and sipping drank Ain't even goin waste no gas, going to get some ass, I'm a
keep my gas in my tank Leave my money in my pocket I
never leave it with hoes Put a
ring on my own finger cause I
sleep with Z-RO Homie I
don't giva fuck about what you drive or how much money ya got And I
don't giva damn if y'all really like me or not I
see your lips moving but I
can't hear nothing, cause I'm not listening Hoe you only talking to me because my teeth are glistening And Y'all niggas be riding dicks so much y'all need a
dildo That way when you think about Z-RO, you can shove it up in yo ass real slow I'm a
gangsta, but I'm a
man first, and I
tallerate no disrespect My momma if it's money for me to make weed goin slip the
sex [Chorus] [Slim Thug:] Slim Thugga, Mothafucka I'm trying stay rich, fuck a
bitch (fuck a
bitch) I
rather hit the
studio and make another hit (another hit) Stop calling on my phone man I'm on some other shit Just leave a
nigga alone, I
ain't the
suckers you fucking with Cause bitch you ain't about to get no dime or no quality time I
rather be on my grind, smoking weed, writing rhymes All you rapping ass niggas calling me to get signed Want me to rap for free, you done lost yo mind (you done lost yo mind) I
don't care how long I
knew ya give a
fuck if we kin We went to high school together giva fuck if we friends Ya ain't talking bout shit if you ain't talking about end's Bring ya ten G's, I
see what'cha talking bout then All you roaching ass niggas and hoes in my face Can't get it crumb from me, no so don't waste Yo mothafuckin crime tryna plot on mine I
got my cash in my stash locked down, so now... [Chorus] [Z-Ro:] It's a
shame having a
cell phone, but don't want it to ring Cause I
don't wanna deal with bull shit people and the
bull shit they might bring That's why I
send them the
voice mail heaven I
don't wanna talk Cause bull shit run a
marathon, I
rather keep it real and walk I
don't giva damn about how pretty you look, you can still kiss my ass(kiss my ass) Especially if I
got to choose between you and my cash(my cash) I'm a
choose money everytime, anywhere I
can always get a
new whip Besides, I'm what bitches be trying find, I'm young, black and I'm rich If you thinking I'm goin pay money to hit that ass I
gotta trick for your ugly ass I'll dismiss you right after I
hit you and then go fuck your friends Then you'll be ready to committing suicide and then I'll never speak to you again My nigga Gredy, my nigga Rickby, my nigga Michael Coleon Them only three niggas phone number programed in my phone They call me the
king of the
ghetto, because I
rule this bitch I'm about business I
don't participate in foolishness, bitch
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