| Oh, boy, I’ma have to call them boys on you
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| Awe damn, awe damn, I’ma have to call that man on you
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| Something, something, something must be really wrong with you
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| Why can’t you just tell the fuckin' truth now?
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| Yes your mama did, she raised a fool, wow
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| What the fuck did you learn in that schoolhouse?
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| To chase them thrills, chasin' thrills
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| Takin' pills in the hills, Slauson Hills, Overhills might get you killed
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| Not welcome 'round them parts no more
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| Do not run your mouth no more
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| I can’t protect you no more
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| It’s out of my hands for sure
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| You should’ve called me
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| Why you never call me?
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| Why you never call me?
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| Ohh, you should’ve called me
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| Why you never call me?
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| Why you never call me?
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| Ohh…
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| Okay, now you wanna say all that I’ve done to ya
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| You knew all along that I wasn’t the one for you
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| So let’s stop pretending like we were in love
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| We never shared anything but the drugs
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| We were both numb, never had anything real between us
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| We really must
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| Be smoking that crazy shit, in my city talkin' crazy shit
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| But you ain’t know I’m a crazy bitch
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| And tell your lawyer that I ain’t paying shit
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| Maybe you should chill, really in your feels
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| My bros really in the field
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| Neighborhood is really real and they don’t play that here
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| You shouldn’t say that here
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| You should’ve made it clear, my dear
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| You should’ve called me
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| You should’ve called me
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| Why you never call me?
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| Why you never call me?
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| Ohh, you should’ve called me
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| Why you never call me?
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| Ohh…
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| You, you, you, you
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| You should’ve called me
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| You, you, you, you
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| Ohh, oh
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| You, you, you, you
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| You should’ve called me
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| You, you, you, you
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| Now hey sis, I’ma let you know like this
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| Hit me right back, this Kurupt, okay?
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| All these niggas with this bullshit, man, fuck these niggas mayne
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| The 60's, we ain’t worried bout none of these muthafuckin' bustas
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| Ya understand me?
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| From the Overhill to the fronts to the back mayne
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| We pushin' this line to d’nine
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| So don’t worry 'bout none of this shit from this funny ass nigga
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| Don’t worry 'bout him callin' you and all the rest of that shit
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| You know what? |
| It’s his loss, ya know what I’m sayin'?
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| I’m pretty p’d
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| I heard the homie, the homie called me and was like
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| «Man, Jhené trippin, man, this buster ass nigga got her mind fucked up»
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| I’m like «No, not Jhené»
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| Man fuck that nigga mayne
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| Né-né, you hit me I got you, you understand me?
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| These niggas is busters, fuck that nigga and fuck his friends, and fuck his
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| bitch
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| He’s nothin my nigga, you are the one, everybody else is 2's and 3's
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| You’re the one, I love you, make sure you hit me back
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| This is your big brother, you hear me?
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| This is Kurupt, Gotti
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| Aye, call me as soon as you get this, you hear me?
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| Don’t make me call your mama now, I’ll track you down |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Never Call Me , by - Jhené Aiko. Song from the album Trip, in the genre R&B