Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Call Again, artist - Wiz Khalifa.
Date of issue: 14.12.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Call Again |
Time and time again |
I tell 'em I don’t love 'em I just fuck 'em |
Then I move on to another one, pass 'em to my brother |
Get that pussy under cover, got her ass from her mother |
Got my weed straight from Berner, you a nerd so you cuff her |
I could hardly trust these bitches I learn they no sucker |
On that gas like a trucker, smack the ass when I fuck her |
I get plenty love, it’s all of the above |
I’m on Gin and drugs, give me some |
Then it’s straight to the club, pockets feelin' numb |
Niggas love trynna hate on us, they ain’t real enough |
Always feelin' building up, young and I’m rich as fuck |
Text your bitch, I ain’t trynna «Netflix &Chill"with her |
I’mma roll and drink, give her the best dick she ever had |
She don’t fuck then I’mma get her bestfriend instead of her |
My cash is irregular, I bag bitches everywhere |
Got some clothes still got on the tags that I don’t never wear |
You on last smokin' doin' dabs I run through the cash |
They tryna argue nah they lay with all this foreign |
You don’t believe in what you hear, it’s all the same |
You been here time to time, you heard it all before |
After I fuck you once I’ll never call again |
These bitches be like |
Dick hoppin', clique hoppin' for better positions |
Pillow talking to any nigga payin' attention |
They on a mission tryna fog up a players vision |
Fuck then I’m finished, before you leave bitch go clean that kitchen |
I ain’t gon lie oh yeah the Chachi was a victim once |
Before that happens again you will catch me smokin' blunts |
And all I do is papers, all I’m bout is paper |
Love you for the night, tomorrow we are strangers |
You ain’t gotta call cause I ain’t |
Textin' «Can we kick it?"no reply |
You text again like I thought we had a connection |
I texted back «Bitch I ain’t that type of guy» |
Gang over everything |
Taylor, Diamond Lane we the reconnected |
Bombay and bomb dick bitch is better then expected |
Bossed up, fuckin' top so you better no disrespect |
It’s Compton to the fuckin' burbs we connected |
Hit the exit |
They tryna argue nah they lay with all this foreign |
You don’t believe in what you hear, it’s all the same |
You been here time to time, you heard it all before |
After I fuck you once I’ll never call again |