Pick Up

You got me lying to my girls, sayin I'm sick
when I'm just sick this
Pull up to my crib, don't see your car
You said you at the crib
You're lying what's the use of this
Always showed you im that chick
Always stayed down get that paper
You know I'll get use to this
But that's the problem I'll get use to this.
You know I'll get use to this ah...
Aaaahhh

I'll go hangout with my shorty, I'll go shopping for a Gucci bag
I'll go anywhere but I'll be damned if I go leave my man
Say I'll be dumb if I fall through with that

I don't want no other body touching on my body
I don't want nobody
I don't want no other body caressing besides you
I don't want him touching
I don't want no other Nigga on the side
I just want you I just want youuu aye
I just want the nigga that aint picking up

Aaaahhh

That aint pickin up, ah
Heeyyyy
That aint pickin up
That aint pickin up aye

Aaahhh

There aint nowhere in this world that I wont go about ya
I'll switch my lane
I'll sell cocaine
But I wont go without ya

I'll change my name
And that aint me
So I'll go lost to find you
Go out my way, but you still want them hoes that's out here clouting

So when your eyes roll back to your head
Do you reminisce all the memories we shared
Or would you rather have these random bitches in your bed

Aaahhhh

Ooohhh

I don't want no other body touching on my body
I don't want nobody
I don't want no other body caressing besides you
I don't want him touching
I don't want no other Nigga on the side
I don't want nobody else come sleeping in my beeedd aaaaahhh
I just want the nigga that aint picking up

That aint pickin up
aah aah
That aint pickin up, ah
aah aah
Heeyyyy
That aint pickin up
That aint pickin up
Aaaaahhh

That aint picking up the phone, Aaah aahhh



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Writer(s): Skye Joiner
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