| She steady callin' my phone
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| She just won’t leave me alone
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| I made an M from the taxes
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| I had to lay by the bags
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| I’m in the condo relaxin'
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| I’m in the Lamb and im mashin
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| I’m steady shoppin' for fashion
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| I’m gettin' better and better
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| She gettin' wetter and wetter
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| She in the room she undressing
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| I got a AR on the dresser
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| On computers you know that i’m clever
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| Got a play gotta wrap up the session
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| All the work I could stop a recession
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| Only real niggas sittin' on the castle
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| All that talking i think think that you cappin
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| Imma draw it and shoot it the fastest
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| Imma hop on the highway and mash it
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| On this hybrid I’m feeling' galactic
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| In the streets i’m a trappin' sensation
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| I’m servin' my whole generation
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| She only smoke weed on occasion
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| She hit my gas and she fainted (yeah, yeah)
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| Sometimes I’m feelin' abandoned
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| Burning Skittles I ain’t talkin' bout candy
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| Locs and a beard like I’m Samson
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| They not understandin' my grammar
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| This for the streets and the schemers
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| Pull up in a CPN Beemer
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| Got the drac cause I’m hittin' em first
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| Under arm gas musty
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| Countin that cash money
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| I need that fast money
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| Ice on my neck I’m a glacier
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| Black and White Porsche bi-racial
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| Dirt on my motherfucking Margiela’s
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| Thumb through the check like a bankteller
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| Me and my chick watching GoodFellas
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| Weighing up bags watching Love and Hip Hop
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| Stuffin' these buds in a motherfuckin' ziploc
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| Made half a mil from a cheap ass laptop
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| White collar saved a nigga
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| All these profiles paid a nigga
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| Workin' real hard like a slavin' nigga
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| She give me face like a makeup artist
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| Back in highschool I was shootin up parties (Yeah)
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| She steady callin' my phone
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| She just won’t leave me alone
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| I made an M from the taxes
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| I’m in the condo relaxin'
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| I’m in the Lamb and im mashin
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| I’m steady shoppin' for fashion
|
| I’m gettin' better and better
|
| She gettin' wetter and wetter
|
| She in the room she undressing
|
| I got a AR on the dresser
|
| On computers you know that i’m clever
|
| Got a play gotta wrap up the session
|
| All the work I could stop a recession
|
| Only real niggas sittin' on the castle
|
| All that talking i think think that you cappin
|
| Imma draw it and shoot it the fastest
|
| Imma hop on the highway and mash it
|
| On this hybrid I’m feeling' galactic
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| In the streets i’m
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| I’m servin' my whole generation
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| She only smoke weed on occasion
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| She hit my gas and she fainted |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Callin' My Phone, artist - Money Man. Album song 6 Hours 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп