You're my lady, got no time for that How could you move it like you crazy
I ain't call you back, damn
How am I supposed to even leave you alone if you're all up in my phone
That pussy I'm destroying, yeah, but I'm not f*ckin' lonely
All your f*ckin' niggas, yeah, they some f*ckin' phonies
If you f*ckin' with the opps, yeah, don't tone me, yeah
Baby, we just f*ckin', yeah, you just my homie
She dancing all over me, yeah, she's not using hands
She's perfect to me, yeah, I'm in love with her tan
She told me she love me, yeah, she my number one fan
She always tryna phone me, yeah, she tryna use her lan
I only f*cked once and I already met the fam
I told her we f*ck good, yeah, let's put it on cam
Told her she can f*ck with me and my motherf*ckin' team
She told me dick's so good, makes her look like a fiend
I'm off the zany's and my motherf*ckin' lean
I got brand new whips yea they not on a lease
I got a brand new bitch, I told her not to use teeth
She just like Mother Teresa when she got on her knees
How am I supposed to leave you alone when you on my phone
That pussy I'm destroying, yeah, but I'm not lonely
But I'm not lonely
Pull out the strap on the bitch, no, my name is not Tony
Stack up the money and stay out the way
I told that little bitch back up on me
My jealousy kick, Rico in the fits
I made it so good to my tummy
I came from the bottom, I'm going retarded
Now all of my niggas support me
Baby, why you hit my phone
I can't even speak my mind
Can't break the entire world
Tell me why you reaching for me
It's too late, racks on the plate
Got a ride with the top down
Ain't felt like this in a minute
Ten toes on any street
And I rep the city, my fittest
Twenty-three, I'm young to fit
She know I'm blessed and I'm gifted
On the court, still ballin
Now she over there still pinchin
Baby, why you hit my phone
I just need some time away
I can't even speak my mind
Cause you feel so type of way
Can't break the entire world
Yeah, she claim she need some space
Tell me why you reaching for me
It's too late, racks on the plate
Baby, why you hit my phone
Baby, why you texting me
Baby girl, leave me alone
Baby, why you calling me
Baby, why you hit my phone
I don't need you here no more
I just need some time alone
I just need some time alone
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You're my lady, got no time for that How could you move it like you crazy
I ain't call you back, damn
How am I supposed to even leave you alone if you're all up in my phone
That pussy I'm destroying, yeah, but I'm not f*ckin' lonely
All your f*ckin' niggas, yeah, they some f*ckin' phonies
If you f*ckin' with the opps, yeah, don't tone me, yeah
Baby, we just f*ckin', yeah, you just my homie
She dancing all over me, yeah, she's not using hands
She's perfect to me, yeah, I'm in love with her tan
She told me she love me, yeah, she my number one fan
She always tryna phone me, yeah, she tryna use her lan
I only f*cked once and I already met the fam
I told her we f*ck good, yeah, let's put it on cam
Told her she can f*ck with me and my motherf*ckin' team
She told me dick's so good, makes her look like a fiend
I'm off the zany's and my motherf*ckin' lean
I got brand new whips yea they not on a lease
I got a brand new bitch, I told her not to use teeth
She just like Mother Teresa when she got on her knees
How am I supposed to leave you alone when you on my phone
That pussy I'm destroying, yeah, but I'm not lonely
But I'm not lonely
Pull out the strap on the bitch, no, my name is not Tony
Stack up the money and stay out the way
I told that little bitch back up on me
My jealousy kick, Rico in the fits
I made it so good to my tummy
I came from the bottom, I'm going retarded
Now all of my niggas support me
Baby, why you hit my phone
I can't even speak my mind
Can't break the entire world
Tell me why you reaching for me
It's too late, racks on the plate
Got a ride with the top down
Ain't felt like this in a minute
Ten toes on any street
And I rep the city, my fittest
Twenty-three, I'm young to fit
She know I'm blessed and I'm gifted
On the court, still ballin
Now she over there still pinchin
Baby, why you hit my phone
I just need some time away
I can't even speak my mind
Cause you feel so type of way
Can't break the entire world
Yeah, she claim she need some space
Tell me why you reaching for me
It's too late, racks on the plate
Baby, why you hit my phone
Baby, why you texting me
Baby girl, leave me alone
Baby, why you calling me
Baby, why you hit my phone
I don't need you here no more
I just need some time alone
I just need some time alone
I ain't call you back, damn
How am I supposed to even leave you alone if you're all up in my phone
That pussy I'm destroying, yeah, but I'm not f*ckin' lonely
All your f*ckin' niggas, yeah, they some f*ckin' phonies
If you f*ckin' with the opps, yeah, don't tone me, yeah
Baby, we just f*ckin', yeah, you just my homie
She dancing all over me, yeah, she's not using hands
She's perfect to me, yeah, I'm in love with her tan
She told me she love me, yeah, she my number one fan
She always tryna phone me, yeah, she tryna use her lan
I only f*cked once and I already met the fam
I told her we f*ck good, yeah, let's put it on cam
Told her she can f*ck with me and my motherf*ckin' team
She told me dick's so good, makes her look like a fiend
I'm off the zany's and my motherf*ckin' lean
I got brand new whips yea they not on a lease
I got a brand new bitch, I told her not to use teeth
She just like Mother Teresa when she got on her knees
How am I supposed to leave you alone when you on my phone
That pussy I'm destroying, yeah, but I'm not lonely
But I'm not lonely
Pull out the strap on the bitch, no, my name is not Tony
Stack up the money and stay out the way
I told that little bitch back up on me
My jealousy kick, Rico in the fits
I made it so good to my tummy
I came from the bottom, I'm going retarded
Now all of my niggas support me
Baby, why you hit my phone
I can't even speak my mind
Can't break the entire world
Tell me why you reaching for me
It's too late, racks on the plate
Got a ride with the top down
Ain't felt like this in a minute
Ten toes on any street
And I rep the city, my fittest
Twenty-three, I'm young to fit
She know I'm blessed and I'm gifted
On the court, still ballin
Now she over there still pinchin
Baby, why you hit my phone
I just need some time away
I can't even speak my mind
Cause you feel so type of way
Can't break the entire world
Yeah, she claim she need some space
Tell me why you reaching for me
It's too late, racks on the plate
Baby, why you hit my phone
Baby, why you texting me
Baby girl, leave me alone
Baby, why you calling me
Baby, why you hit my phone
I don't need you here no more
I just need some time alone
I just need some time alone
Writer: elvis banda
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