Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Call My Phone , by - Z-Ro. Release date: 13.07.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Call My Phone |
| Bitch, you ain’t gotta call my phone |
| Matta fact all you hoes can leave me alone |
| I just want my money |
| And now one of you nappy-headed hoes goin get none from me |
| Nigga, you ain’t gotta call my phone |
| Matta fact all you niggas can leave me alone |
| I just want my money |
| And now one of my fake ass homeboys won’t get none from me |
| I don’t need know help my nigga |
| I can do bad on my own |
| And I don’t need no company lil momma |
| Even tho I know you give great dome |
| I rather play my Xbox 360 while smoking and sipping drank |
| Ain’t even goin waste no gas, going to get some ass, I’m a keep my gas in my |
| tank |
| Keep my money in my pocket I never leave it with hoes |
| Put a ring on my own finger cause I sleep with Z-RO |
| Homie I’ont giva fuck about what you drive or how much money ya got |
| And I don’t giva damn if y’all really like me or not |
| I see ya lips moving but I can’t hear nothing, cause I’m not listening |
| Hoe you only talking to me because my teeth are glistening |
| Y’all niggas be riding dicks so much y’all need a dildo |
| That way when you think about Z-RO, you can shove it up on yo ass real slow |
| I’m a gangsta but I’m a man first, then I tolerate, no disrespect |
| My momma if it’s money for me to make weed goin slip the sex |
| Slim Thugga, Mothafucka |
| I’m tryna stay rich, fuck a bitch (fuck a bitch) |
| I rather hit the studio and make another hit (another hit) |
| Stop calling on my phone mayn I’m on some other shit |
| Just leave a nigga 'lone, I ain’t goin suck cause ya fucking with |
| Cause bitch you ain’t about to get no dime or no quality time |
| I rather be on my grind, smoking weed, writing rhymes |
| All you rapping ass niggas calling me to get signed |
| Want me to rap for free, you done lost yo mind (you done lost yo mind) |
| I’ont care how long I knew ya give a fuck if we can |
| Went to high school together giva fuck if we friends |
| Ya ain’t talking bout shit if you ain’t talking bout ends |
| Bring ya ten G’s, I see what’cha talking bout then |
| All you roaching ass niggas and hoes in my face |
| Can’t get a crumb from me, no so don’t waste |
| Yo mothafuckin crime tryna plot on mine |
| I got my cash in my stash locked down, so now… |
| It’s a shame having a cell phone, but don’t want it to ring |
| Cause I don’t wanna deal with bull shit people and the bull shit they might |
| bring |
| That’s why I send them the voice mail heaven (I don’t wanna talk) |
| Cause bull shit run a marathon, I rather keep it real and walk |
| I don’t giva damn how pretty you look, you can still kiss my ass |
| Especially if I die to choose between you and my cash |
| I’m a choose money everytime, anyway I always get a new whip |
| Besides, I’m what bitches be tryna find, I’m young, black and I’m rich |
| If you thinking I’m goin pay money to hit that ass |
| I gotta trick fo yo ugly ass |
| I’ll just miss you right after I hit you and then go fuck yo friends |
| Then you’ll be ready to committing suicide and then I’ll never speak to you |
| again |
| My nigga Grady, my nigga Rick B, my nigga Michael Corleone |
| There them only three niggas phone number programed in my phone |
| They call me the king of the ghetto, because I rule this bitch |
| I’m bout business I don’t participate in foolishness, bitch |