Pick Up the Phone (feat. DeJah Vwo)
Thinking about yesterday
But looking for tomorrow
I aint never met a shorty keep me on the straight and narrow
She gone hold a nigga down down down
Yeah she thorough
She gone hold a nigga down down down
Keep me on it
We can keep it on the hush now
Between us
We can link up in a couple days
This weekend
Ian had it in a long time
Long long time
But when I try to call yo phone girl I get the wrong line
Why won't you pick up
I callled you 6 times
You used to love me
Well maybe that was a lie
I got
What you like
See I got
What you want
I got
What you like
See I got
What you want
I got
What you like
See I got
What you want
I got
What you like
See I got
What you want
Boy why you blow my phone up
I don't wanna talk to you cause nigga you ain't grown up
Seen you with them bitches, yeah you said that y'all were friends
But when I looked up in yo messages that shit was just pretend
Boy I fucked with you heavy
You lied to me switch sides on me, and I told you that I'm ready
I cried to you and you let me
So now I keep you out
No text no calls no messages I keep you out
I tell you that I'm busy, I got things to do
Make me one of those thangs to do
Ian never gone change on you
Still rollin with the same ole crew
And you knew that
I'm giving my 2 cents, you stupid, so who that
Said I got a new bitch, foolish to do that
Still the same nuisance you knew since the blue black
And you gone make me do shit so ruthless for you back
I got
What you like
See I got
What you want
I got
What you like
See I got
What you want
I got
What you like
See I got
What you want
I got
What you like
See I got
What you want
See I just got a new man
He gone take me out to get my nails done too
See he gone keep this hair slayed
He even bought me a Chanel bag too
Now I can flex on my ex
Ian got time to stress
Counting up these checks
Fuck that nigga and his bitch she not a threat
Got that heart attack pussy give you cardiac arrest
Be humble
Sit down
Be humble
Sit down
Be humble
Sit down
Be humble
Sit down
You got me fucked up
You got me fucked up
You got me fucked up
I got
What you like
See I got
What you want
I got
What you like
See I got
What you want
I got
What you like
See I got
What you want
I got
What you like
See I got
What you want
But looking for tomorrow
I aint never met a shorty keep me on the straight and narrow
She gone hold a nigga down down down
Yeah she thorough
She gone hold a nigga down down down
Keep me on it
We can keep it on the hush now
Between us
We can link up in a couple days
This weekend
Ian had it in a long time
Long long time
But when I try to call yo phone girl I get the wrong line
Why won't you pick up
I callled you 6 times
You used to love me
Well maybe that was a lie
I got
What you like
See I got
What you want
I got
What you like
See I got
What you want
I got
What you like
See I got
What you want
I got
What you like
See I got
What you want
Boy why you blow my phone up
I don't wanna talk to you cause nigga you ain't grown up
Seen you with them bitches, yeah you said that y'all were friends
But when I looked up in yo messages that shit was just pretend
Boy I fucked with you heavy
You lied to me switch sides on me, and I told you that I'm ready
I cried to you and you let me
So now I keep you out
No text no calls no messages I keep you out
I tell you that I'm busy, I got things to do
Make me one of those thangs to do
Ian never gone change on you
Still rollin with the same ole crew
And you knew that
I'm giving my 2 cents, you stupid, so who that
Said I got a new bitch, foolish to do that
Still the same nuisance you knew since the blue black
And you gone make me do shit so ruthless for you back
I got
What you like
See I got
What you want
I got
What you like
See I got
What you want
I got
What you like
See I got
What you want
I got
What you like
See I got
What you want
See I just got a new man
He gone take me out to get my nails done too
See he gone keep this hair slayed
He even bought me a Chanel bag too
Now I can flex on my ex
Ian got time to stress
Counting up these checks
Fuck that nigga and his bitch she not a threat
Got that heart attack pussy give you cardiac arrest
Be humble
Sit down
Be humble
Sit down
Be humble
Sit down
Be humble
Sit down
You got me fucked up
You got me fucked up
You got me fucked up
I got
What you like
See I got
What you want
I got
What you like
See I got
What you want
I got
What you like
See I got
What you want
I got
What you like
See I got
What you want
Credits
Writer(s): Rashaun Brown
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