Voicemail

Look me in my eyes and take some time, address the issue
You blowing up my phone sending voicemails saying I miss you
You blowing up my line begging to put you in your place
I grab you by yo face say put your legs around my waist
Lil baby, no I won't hurt you unless you want me to
Its summer time I get freaky I hit you in the pool
I'm nothing like them other dudes
Because they fools I'm dropping jewels, I'm making your mental grow
Facetiming in the studio like baby I gotta go
But I'm pulling up after I'm finished
I'm gonna hit it and then I diminish, I mean I demolish
She came home from college she flawless from her make up to her nail polish
Lil baby she single but mines for the taking yeah she mine for the taking
I'm trying to wake up to some pancakes and bacon Solange in the background lil baby she naked yeah
She had a Moorehouse nigga but that boy cheated
She cussed him out told him to beat it
She called me up so I could eat it
I ate it up then she deleted that boy number
I pulled my D out baby say it look big just like a cucumber
And I said I know, shawty put the D up in rodeo good God
I blew out her back she don't know how to act but right after I gave her massage
Lil baby she freaky she threw me the car keys we couldn't make it out the garage
I swear she my lil wave two different books on the same page
And I swear she'll never ever go away
Aint no way



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Writer(s): Jeffery Blakely
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