Hotline Bling

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Hello, down in all my ones, had to get up on the street
(I had to get up on the street)
I got to get paid, I got to get paid, get rich
(Get rich, get rich, get rich)
See, these roads stay cold and mummy don't know (no, she don't know)
I got to get paid, I made the hotline bling

Down in all my ones, had to get up on the street
(I had to get up on the street)
I got to get paid, I got to get paid, get rich
(Get rich, get rich, get rich)
See, these roads stay cold and mummy don't know (these roads stay cold)
(Mummy don't know)
I got to get paid, I made the hotline bling

Knock your zanko blingin', sent a couple texts this evening (brr-brr)
Pot heads or smack heads ringin', swingin' my mic, just hit 'em (wooh, ahan)
I ain't talkin' hotline bling like Drake, I'm tryna eat in and take away (no way)
Big spliff might get away, I know they need me, but I need my space

'Cause, you ain't in the gym with me shootin', boy
I wasn't playin' cards or doin' up blotters
Been through too many burner phones, girl, stop askin' what I got this for
All for the pinky, the tenors and scores, stress me out more than any girl I know
But I can't say it ain't worth it (nah)
Got the girl doing praise and worship

Down in all my ones, had to get up on the street
(I had to get up on the street)
I got to get paid, I got to get paid, get rich
(Get rich, get rich, get rich)
See, these roads stay cold and mummy don't know (no, she don't know)
I got to get paid, I made the hotline bling

Down in all my ones, had to get up on the street
(I had to get up on the street)
I got to get paid, I got to get paid, get rich
(Get rich, get rich, get rich)
See, these roads stay cold and mummy don't know (these roads stay cold)
(Mummy don't know)
I got to get paid, I made the hotline bling

Ahn, nothing ain't lovely or cool right here
More or less same routine through the year
Like my girls older, a couple years (yeah)
Good thing I'm with Elizabeth
Only girl that hit me on my liker, liker
And I ain't found one like her (uh)

But I've
But I've given out my number a thousand times
Said no coming back 'bout a thousand times
Probably paid a cool fine 'bout a thousand times
Still get the phone kicking like Jet Li
That piece of string don't impress me
Blue lights, got everything techy
If you get flash, can't screw, then I'm legging it
I'm all about nothing but more money
Even Dangote wants more money

Down in all my ones, had to get up on the street
(I had to get up on the street)
I got to get paid, I got to get paid, get rich
(Get rich, get rich, get rich)
See, these roads stay cold and mummy don't know (no, she don't know)
I got to get paid, I made the hotline bling

Down in all my ones, had to get up on the street
(I had to get up on the street)
I got to get paid, I got to get paid, get rich
(Get rich, get rich, get rich)
See, these roads stay cold and mummy don't know (these roads stay cold)
(Mummy don't know)
I got to get paid, I made the hotline bling

(Down in all my ones, had to get up on the street)



Credits
Writer(s): Adebayo Monsuru Fakos, Treasure Balogun
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