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mizzle mac - don't call my phone. lyrics
don’t call my phone about no money ain’t ’bout getting me none
it’s just a joke.. he think he funny, talm ’bout getting me done
said he misspoke, well he a dummy.. smoked like weed in his lungs
he know i tote heat, run my money ain’t no giving me crumbs
we stumped yo n_gga out his du_ey ain’t talk precipitation
and all my n_ggas down to jump if it’s a situation
go get some money, ain’t gon’ find it in the b_tch you chasing
i think the gram got to his head, got too much information
you gon’ love me when i blow.. baby, that’s a fact
don’t see it now you’re snorting blow, yo’ music sense is wack
and i’m a green, that mean i glow.. when i see red its wrapped
i wear the sticky on my coat, if n_ggas play get zapped
lil n_gga f_ck yo’ vest, what if i shoot you in the head?
big capping up the party, but don’t really get no bread
mikey running fashion d_mn, heard right! that’s what i said
and you always talking sh_t like you that b_tch ass n_gga ted
hating ’cause i got the bag all you b_tches really..
weirdo
weirdo
still don’t get the bag
ion fear hoes, clear
never will and never have
zeroes zeroes
gotta hunt it stay on task
that sweet sh_t get stepped on
i had to learn to hold my nuts
i gotta do it ‘fore you do it
quick to beat you to the punch
pour you fluids i’ll be empty
ain’t on me to bring you lunch
what half my cup you ever lent me?
digging deep it can’t be much
don’t call my phone about no money ain’t ’bout getting me none
it’s just a joke.. he think he funny, talm ’bout getting me done
said he misspoke, well he a dummy.. smoked like weed in his lungs
he know i tote heat, run my money ain’t no giving me crumbs
we stumped yo’ n_gga out his du_ey ain’t talk precipitation
and all my n_ggas down to jump if it’s a situation
go get some money, ain’t gon’ find it in the b_tch you chasing
i think the gram got to his head, got too much information
freak b_tch, thick at the bottom.. she a pyramid
i ain’t nothing like these n_ggas ain’t no comparing it
lil mama say she in love, but i ain’t hearing it
don’t hit me up about no cash, if you ain’t sharing it
breadwinner, lika a waitress.. i’m a bread getter
fly guy, i be suited up.. like a dead n_gga
led n_ggas, i ain’t even have it and i fed n_ggas
give a f_ck how you feel if i said what i said n_gga
she ain’t never seen me before.. she like, “who dat?”
weak n_gga, i took his b_tch.. he want his boo back
if it got some revenue on it, then i pursue that
gettin’ to it, they want tutorials how to do that
they trynna be me, i’m the only one that can do me
watching every move, these n_ggas think it’s a movie
i ain’t paying for sh_t, it’s on the house.. snoopy
i’m trynna f_ck a rose… amber, rubi
don’t call my phone about no money ain’t ’bout getting me none
it’s just a joke.. he think he funny, talm ’bout getting me done
said he misspoke, well he a dummy.. smoked like weed in his lungs
he know i tote heat, run my money ain’t no giving me crumbs
we stumped yo’ n_gga out his du_ey ain’t talk precipitation
and all my n_ggas down to jump if it’s a situation
go get some money, ain’t gon’ find it in the b_tch you chasing
i think the gram got to his head, got too much information
n_ggas better know 1 thing, gettin’ money in my nature
oooh, n_gga i ain’t gotta say much
i just pull up, get the bag.. really bout my paper
balling on these n_ggas now they nba players
drop ’em off in {?} city, easy like lay up
trackhawk get gon’, n_ggas can’t keep up
this real zaza, n_ggas can’t reach us
we the ones popping’ sh_t.. what you gon’ teach us?
n_ggas must forgot, guess these n_ggas got amnesia
had to dress the draco up like it was easter
gottem’ off in one day and n_ggas had to re_up
we be runnin’ laps around these n_ggas they can’t keep up
don’t call my phone about no money ain’t ’bout getting me none
it’s just a joke.. he think he funny, talm ’bout getting me done
said he misspoke, well he a dummy.. smoked like weed in his lungs
he know i tote heat, run my money ain’t no giving me crumbs
we stumped yo’ n_gga out his du_ey ain’t talk precipitation
and all my n_ggas down to jump if it’s a situation
go get some money, ain’t gon’ find it in the b_tch you chasing
i think the gram got to his head, got too much information
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