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ceo trayle - collect call lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah, skrrt
big boss, ceo the bossman
yeah
(run that back, turbo)
yeah, c4, 4

[chorus]
that money was callin’ collect (collect, h_llo?)
guess what she said? (brrt)
said, “get out,” put that b_tch out the bed (get out)
b_tch, come suck on this d_ck, you ain’t scared (suck on the d_ck)
i poured the wock’ on a b_tch (wock’)
watch that medicine run down her leg
pull up on bullsh_t, you scared? (skrrt)
told the grim reaper off with his head (off with his head)
i think this b_tch wanna f_ck the big boss (wanna f_ck)
she just don’t know how to say it (hmm?)
i told the driver keep up with the maybach
that cullinan do not get lost (skrrt, skrrt)
ace lorenzo, take off my shoes just to walk on the store (tiptoe)
i bought a ten, he gave me ten more (a ten)
you still mad ’bout a b_tch, let that hurt go

[verse]
woah, woah, paul walker (woah)
she done turned straight to a stalker (stalker)
steady snappin’ these pictures of me and my twins
put her out soon as i caught her (get out)
went and hit the b_tch soon as i caught her (get out)
4 darth vader, luke, i’m your father (your dad)
stupid motherf_cker tryna leave out the spot to go crash with his partners (baow, baow, baow)
you gon’ need umpteen doctors
she know this sh_t be ig proper
i done got rich, i’m like meek, papa (rich)
i told the gang let me know ‘fore they cuff her
nine times out of ten, i done popped her (i popped her)
push this b_tch out the bed (pushed her)
i pushed this b_tch out the bed (i pushed her)
1080, ysl, and shady
i make an m ‘fore i hear what you said (brrt)
i told you big backdoor wanted the mouth (i told you)
why is she bringin’ her legs? (why?)
i’m havin’ blueberry jelly, i spread
he told and still went to the feds (shh)
my b_tch was a foreign exchange student (foreign)
but we wasn’t callin’ her fez (nuh_uh)
you my brother, then get on the back of my bike (my brother)
give a f_ck if we don’t got no pegs
real slimy shooters (slimy), they get a headache from shakin’ they dreads (yeah)
ever tried to slime backdoor, then i gotta make sure that he dead (dead)
i said the b_tch would get bit with the fangs, then i send her back to her man (her man)
she wanna stay, but i already came, that wasn’t part of the plan (no)
look inside his eyes, we can’t trust him, shake no hands (no hands, no)
i’m goin’ back to the bando, callin’ ‘migos for the grams (migo)
if i hit that p_ssy, then booka loc hit it, then nechie, you part of the fam (family)
i left the hood, i retired, then i came back to the hood with the yams (yams)
pushin’ b_tches out my bed, push these b_tches out my— (push these b_tches out)
push these b_tches out my bed, push these b_tches out my— (get these b_tches out of here)
b_tch stay longer than expected
wrecking crew, like juice, we wrecked it (wreck it)
slimes go green like we all celtics (slatt)
still callin’ me tray_lee, correct it (woo)
yeah, b_tch walked past, was bad as h_ll, i’m finna take off my belt (slatt, and what?)
stick this d_ck inside her, say it’s the best thing she ever felt (she feel it)
i only care ’bout the hoes and the kids, grown_ass n_gga, better do it yourself (yourself)
b_tch ain’t better than a perc’, so that’s the way c4 really felt (i felt)
me and turbo hit turbo (turbo)
tryna hide my ak in a trench coat (in a trench)
she want a bean with no pinto (yeah)
know the big boss stay on his ten toes (boss)
nechie, wunna, and duke, i’m with big loc
went broke, now he callin’ me big bro (big bro)
don’t come if you ain’t eatin’ d_ck, ho (d_ck)
thirty_two shots a piece, turn into a six_four (graow, graow)
[chorus]
that money was callin’ collect (brrt)
guess what she said? (h_llo?)
said, “get out,” put that b_tch out the bed (get the f_ck out)
b_tch, come suck on this d_ck, you ain’t scared (suck on the d_ck, b_tch)
i poured the wock’ on a b_tch (wock’)
watch that medicine run down her leg (medicine)
pull up on bullsh_t, you scared? (skrrt)
told the grim reaper off with his head
i think this b_tch wanna f_ck the big boss (wanna f_ck me)
she just don’t know how to say it (she don’t know how to say it)
i told the driver keep up with the maybach
that cullinan do not get lost
ace lorenzo, take off my shoes just to walk on the store
i bought a ten, he gave me ten more (ten)
you still mad ’bout a b_tch, let that hurt go

- ceo trayle lyrics

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