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HangtimeKyul - Call Me lyrics

Artist: HangtimeKyul

album: Call Me


(Why they want call on my phone now?)
Now they all wanna call me
Why they want call on my phone now?
Get the fuck up outta here you'll see me up in the morning
Whip that .45 to your dome now
My knees get so weak and I can't hold no more
I been so sad and I don't like to show
You got those jeans that you couldn't afford now
Fee Fi Fo Fum and I bang on your door
Picked the wrong side and you stay on your toes now
All these diamonds on faucet like they elixir
Fuckin' on yo bitch and I thinkin' her name Alyssa
How they wanna tell me they love me, when they don't know?
How they wanna tell me they love me, when they don't
Show me
Fuckin' on yo bitch and now I'm climbing all the way to top
And now I'm running from the whole thing
How they gone love me if they gone ask for everything that I got?
Now everybody wanna hate me hate me
Fuckin' your baby I just
Really wish that I was driving Mercedes
And uh
Pull up from the top like I was McGrady
But instead they wanted me in they shoes
Now they all wanna call me
Why they want call on my phone now?
Get the fuck up outta here you'll see me up in the morning
Whip that .45 to your dome now
My knees get so weak and I can't hold no more
I been so sad and I don't like to show
You got those jeans that you couldn't afford now
Fee Fi Fo Fum and I bang on your door
Picked the wrong side and you stay on your toes now
On my nuts, not on your cashews
Yo bitch mad because she ran through
I'm so sad just like a tattoo
And you so fat you trynna catch
To me
I was running in a drop top grippin' the glock
And now I'm clutching' like I'm 23
I collect it like a box top up in the shots
And everybody wanna hate me, hate me
What can I do?
I'm being patient, why you think I'm up in the stu?
I'm in the same shit
Always want it cuz I came up from the pavement
And my brother hold it down up in the cages
Now they all wanna call me
Why they want call on my phone now?
Get the fuck up outta here you'll see me up in the morning
Whip that .45 to your dome now
My knees get so weak and I can't hold no more
I been so sad and I don't like to show
You got those jeans that you couldn't afford now
Fee Fi Fo Fum and I bang on your door
Picked the wrong side and you stay on your toes now

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