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​spencer bynum – ​collect calls/back in chicago/can’t love كلمات اغاني

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[part 1: collect calls]

[intro: nng twain & blak roxtar]
ayy_ayy_ayy_ayy, ayy, that’s probably tago
uuuuh
ooh, berry kiss
uuuuh
yeah, yeah yeah yeah
(aaa_ah)
yeah

[chorus: nng twain & blak roxtar]
why you try to hit my phone
when you promised you would stop callin’
shawty, leave me alone
did me wrong, girl, i’m not fallin’
your n_ggas stay on the bench
and all my n_ggas, we ballin’
take my shot like spaldin’
diamonds shinin’ like i’m golden

[verse 1: nn twain & black roxtar]
my n_ggas don’t play ’bout the dough
if i see the rock, i’ma give it and go
[?] in your home
i promise that you could be missing your soul
got a ar, and we missing a scope
only [?] when i’m messing about
diamonds yellow like i p_ssed in the store
designer my clothes (whoa)
come ‘n’ check on your ho, girl (whoa)
[verse 2: black roxtar & tae louis]
i cannot love any ho
but all of thеse hoes, they bе callin’ my name
used to hit l!cks for a little bit of change
came up, now i know things won’t be the same
i got them racks on my mind
and i’ma put in the time so my brothers see a brighter day
for my brothers, know i’ma dedicate (yah)
make it rich or i’ma sit in the caves (yah)

[verse 3: tae louis]
i feel irrated
i’m flyin’ straight through her diary (diary)
she was undressin’ another n_gga
yeah, she lied to me (meee)
i give a f_ck?
i’m just focused on the finer things (on the finer things)
i learned my lesson:
do not give that b_tch a ounce of privacy (privacy)
h_lla tape around the block, it’s a homicide (it’s a homicide)
i f_cked that b_tch
i jump up in that p_ssy, do or die (die)
i tell that b_tch she crossed the line, doin’ suicides (suicide)
if you come over for no reason then you gettin’ fried (aah)

[chorus: nng twain, blak roxtar & lil raven]
why you try to hit my phone
when you promised you would stop callin’
shawty, leave me alone
did me wrong, girl, i’m not fallin’
your n_ggas stay on the bench
and all my n_ggas, we ballin’
take my shot like spaldin’
diamonds shinin’ like i’m golden
why you try to hit my phone
when you promised you would stop callin’
shawty, leave me alone
did me wrong, girl, i’m not fallin’
your n_ggas stay on the bench
and all my n_ggas, we ballin’
take my shot like spaldin’
diamonds shinin’ like i’m golden (yeah yeah yeah)
[verse 4: lil raven]
why y’all n_ggas tryna copy my drip (drip, drip, drip, drip)
keep my chains when i’m f_ckin’ that b_tch
i ain’t goin’ broke, they know i’m rich (i’m rich)
i spent a few racks, blew a couple o’ strips (ye_yeah)
all my n_ggas real, i don’t f_ck wit no flips (no flips)
all of my b_tches thick ’cause i like them hips
i ain’t gon’ flop, i ain’t gon’ flip
my brother keep the .40, i call the shotgun (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
shawty keep callin’ me, i ain’t gon’ pick up (pick up)
all this water on me got me up (me up)
suck d_ck ’til she got hiccups (hicc)
i know she feel me like my name was phillip (phil)
i’m ballin’ now, i can’t complain
hop out the back of the range (back)
marc jacobs, i don’t see the hate
wrists froze like ice skates (yeah yeah yeah yeah)

[chorus: nng twain & blak roxtar]
why you try to hit my phone
when you promised you would stop callin’
shawty, leave me alone
did me wrong, girl, i’m not fallin’
your n_ggas stay on the bench
and all my n_ggas, we ballin’
take my shot like spaldin’
diamonds shinin’ like i’m golden
why you try to hit my phone
when you promised you would stop callin’
shawty, leave me alone
did me wrong, girl, i’m not fallin’
your n_ggas stay on the bench
and all my n_ggas, we ballin’
take my shot like spaldin’
diamonds shinin’ like i’m golden
[segue: juice wrld]
ah, na, na, na, na
na, na, na, na
na na, no, na na, no, no

[part 2: back in chicago]

[chorus: juice wrld]
i’m back in chicago, i flew first class
i’m a rich man, i came up on they broke ass
copping clothes, attracting hoes that they can’t grab
i’m doing shows, not for the low, i need 10 racks
did i say 10? i can’t count, i need fifty, fifty
ain’t no fightin’ when i’m around, i got a semi with me (ya dig)
you want a feature with your budget, i need a pretty penny
i’m so sorry i can’t help it but i feel too sedated, yuh

[verse: juice wrld]
i was 13 tryna steal a moncler
now i could buy everything in moncler
give away the clothes that i don’t wear, ’cause i still care
even though i don’t give a f_ck, i guess i still care
i can’t see my demons but i know they still there
even though these drugs will k!ll me, no i’m not scared
chop up percs in my double cup
had to take the gucci sweater off, i started throwing up
had to put that .40 in a foreign, n_ggas was runnin’ up
two shots to the gut, he need a sh_t bag, his stomach bust
that n_gga ain’t waking up, 911 come scr_pe him up
keep a toaster and a gucci bag, might have to come bake him up

[segue: juice wrld & trippie redd]
ah, na, na, na, na
(i thought you loved, i thought you loved)
na, na, na, na (i thought you loved, loved, loved)
(i thought you loved, i thought you loved)
na na, no, na na, no, no (yeah, yeah, yeah)
(i thought you loved, i thought you loved)
(yeah, yeah, yeah)

[part 3: can’t love]

[intro: trippie redd]
girl (i want you girl)

[verse: trippie redd]
shawty know i’m the best thing she ever had (had)
so i ain’t mad, (yeah) knowing that i ain’t do no bad (no bad)
leave you in the past, in this car i’m moving real fast (i’m real fast)
i do the dash, hoping a young n_gga don’t crash (ooh)
i loved you bad, all you did was just show yo’ ass (show your ass)
i’m kinda glad, gotta stay focused on this bag (on this bag)
i got jet lag, had to go get a hundred flat (get that cash)
i’m talking cash, i can have any p_ssy cat (whoa)
i think she love me, (she don’t) but she love me not (no she don’t)
she say she love me, (no she don’t) i know she love me not (no she don’t)
she say she love me, (she don’t) b_tch you just love this c_ck (no she don’t)
she say she love me, (no she don’t) i think it’s ’cause i’m hot

[chorus: trippie redd]
she say she love me, i think she love me not (yeah, she love me not)
she say she love me, i know she love me not (yeah, she love me not)
she say she love me, (stupid love) love, love, love, love
how could you do this to me? (to me)
yeah, how could you do this to me? (to me)
how could you do this?
how could you do this to me? (to me)
yeah, yeah, i thought you, i thought you loved (i thought you loved)

[outro: trippie redd]
i thought you loved me? yeah
i thought you loved me? yeah
she love me, she love me not
she love me, love me not
she love me, love me not
yeah, yeah
love me forever, love me forever
(yeah, huh, yeah, uh)
(yeah, f_ck, yeah, love)
(yeah, f_ck, hahaha)

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