PICK UP THE PHONE (feat. Nate Dogg)

Lady, pick it up, let's keep calling
Let me show 'em all 'bout the west
Homie, give it up if you ballin'
Homie, give it up for yourself

Hey little mama with that tight dress on
I got a small proposition for you (ah, ah-ah-ah)
You look kinda sexy, got it going on
Here's what I want you to do (here's what I want you to do)

Come a little closer, let me see that thong
Let me slide this number to you (ah-ah-ah)
You can catch me in them streets with my blue khakis on
In my Chuck Taylors smoking blunts with my crew (gangsta walk)
Hey, hey

Lady, pick it up, let's keep calling
Let me show 'em all 'bout the west
Homie, give it up if you ballin'
Homie, give it up for yourself

Hey baby, are you there?
Yeah, I'm here
Nah, you didn't wake me up
Don't worry, I was up
I'm really sleepy though
I was up all night, thanks to you
Yeah, I miss you so much

It's six in the morning, we still going strong
And we ran out of weed at about two (oh, no)
Must be the music, got these gangstas gone (must be the music)
I'm tryna play this funk down on you

Homie, give it up if you ballin'
Homie, give it up for yourself
Lady, pick it up, let's keep calling
Let me show 'em all 'bout the west
Hey, hey

Lady, pick it up, let's keep calling
Let me show 'em all 'bout the west
Homie, give it up if you ballin'
Homie, give it up for yourself



Credits
Writer(s): Nathaniel Hale, Damion L Young, Kevin Chapman
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