Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song pick up the phone, artist - Young Thug. Date of issue: 15.09.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
pick up the phone |
| Yaaah, oh yaaah |
| Ooooh, Thugger |
| Yeah, Travis Scott |
| Thugger, Thugger baby |
| Yaah |
| I pour a four up |
| I call your hoe up |
| Just to fuck her and show her |
| I just went, got my dough up |
| Pullin' off and I’m gone! |
| Then I go and pour four up |
| Then I roll up that roll up |
| Then I’m callin' your hoe up |
| (Like Brrrrr) |
| Pick up the phone, baby (Like brrrrr) |
| I know you’re home, baby (It's lit!) |
| I’m in the zone, baby (Straight up!) |
| I just poured up a four baby (Yeah, yeah) |
| Never will I cheat on you |
| Never will I commit treason |
| Blowin' a bag on you |
| Do all of that for no reason |
| I’ma pull up and murk too |
| Hittin' the block and I’m bleedin' |
| Throwing that Rollie on you |
| I like the way it be freezin' |
| (Brrrrr) |
| Pick up the phone, baby (Like brrrrr) |
| I know you’re home, baby (It's lit!) |
| I’m in the zone, baby (Straight up!) |
| I just poured up a four baby (Yeah, yeah) |
| Pour up a four of that Actavis |
| Lean like my mothafuckin' granny did |
| Super Bowl ring with big body Benz |
| I stack it up now I’m just better livin' |
| Got screws in my mouth, I’m just preppin' it |
| I’m fucking this cash up, I’m not celibate |
| I’m packin' it up like a reverend |
| I need all this cash, I got hella kids |
| I’ma play dumb and get left in the middle |
| Back the fuck up, you too little |
| Hit 'em with three like I’m Miller |
| I don’t talk to no man in the middle |
| I don’t talk to no man, I’m just kiddin' |
| But I did pay my sister’s tuition |
| I feel lucky, I should play the lottery |
| Walkin' off with it like Sonny Liston |
| Mama told me I’m her brightest star |
| Mama told me don’t hate on the law |
| Because everybody got a job |
| Because everybody won’t be a star (real shit, real shit) |
| Please believe every motherfucker around here wan' be a part |
| She gon' do anything in her power to be with ya' boy |
| (Brrrrr) |
| Pick up the phone, baby (Like brrrrr) |
| I know you’re home, baby (It's lit!) |
| I’m in the zone, baby (Straight up!) |
| I just poured up a four, baby (Yeah, yeah) |
| Never will l cheat on you |
| Never will I commit treason |
| Blowin' a bag on you |
| Do all of that for no reason |
| I’ma pull up and murk too |
| Hittin' the block and I’m bleedin' |
| Throwin' that Rollie on you |
| I like the way you be freezin' |
| Pick up the phone |
| Macaulay Culkin' baby, Home Alone |
| I thought I was right |
| Then I had to man up, I was wrong |
| I hate when we fight |
| She in love with the pipe |
| I draped her up in ice, I pour my four on ice |
| Birds in the trap sing Brian McKnight |
| Percocet and Codeine please don’t take my life |
| She had a dream with Céline |
| So I bought it twice |
| Young nigga make it right back tonight |
| Girl you’re so cute and your ass is nice |
| Drinkin' on four and I’m shootin' dice |
| Wrist polar bear, Klondike |
| And I’m loving all races, hell nah don’t discriminize |
| Drinkin' on clean, sanitize |
| Ostritch seats with the frog eyes |
| If I ever call your phone baby |
| Best believe it’s only one time |
| (Brrrrrr) |
| Pick up the phone, baby (Like brrrrr) |
| I know you’re home, baby (It's lit!) |
| I’m in the zone, baby (Straight up!) |
| I just poured up a four baby (Yeah, yeah) |
| Never will l cheat on you |
| Never will I commit treason |
| Blowin' a bag on you |
| Do all of that for no reason |
| I’ma pull up and murk too |
| Hittin' the block and I’m bleedin' |
| Throwin' that Rollie on you |
| I like the way you be freezin' |
| Pick up the phone (Pick up the phone) |
| I’m in the zone, pick up the phone, baby |
| I’m in the zone |