Phone Me

My nigga, you know you're my sister Since honey in the swishers My homie, my homie, just phone me Through the nitty-gritty suicide missions Few screws missing for my twinnem My homie, my homie, just phone me My nigga, you know you're my sister Since honey in the swishers My homie, my homie, just phone me Through the nitty-gritty suicide missions Few screws missing for my twinnem My homie, my homie, just phone me I would come pick you up until my whip got wrecked (ooh) We would sip E&J, I would roll one and you would say "Fuck that guy, you was better on your own Fuck that job, you a star and they know Tell your mama and your daddy gotta go Don't look back 'til you're rolling in dough" My spinner, you know you're my sister Since honey in the swishers My homie (ooh), my homie, just phone me Through the nitty-gritty suicide missions Few screws missing for my twinnem My homie, my homie, just phone me Ah, my nigga, you know you're my sister Since honey in the swishers My homie, my homie, just phone me Through the nitty-gritty suicide missions Few screws missing for my twinnem My homie, my homie, just phone me My nigga, you know you're my brother No money in the duffle But you was my homie, you were my homie You were my, my, my, my, oh my, my homie, my homie My homie, my nigga I ain't seen ya in a while I hope you're doing alright You know we had a good ride I ain't seen ya in a while I hope you're doing alright You know we had a good ride