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(haha, what the f—?) (haha) I love when you do that lil' thing you be doin' Huh, high road won't do nothin' but make you a loser Huh, right, wrong, that's just somethin' they made to abuse you But it's my call, should be my call by now Goddamn, roll another, roll another, roll another up Hundred thou', two hundred thousand, still gon' need some more Huh, throw it on me, throw it on me, baby, go berserk Just a phone call, but it's your call right now I laid everything that I got out for 'em I love every time that she go out for me I just wish her love had a cost to it I just wish these drugs didn't cost nothin' 'nother dirty blunt bring my thoughts under 'nother thirty days spent without sun Thinkin' dirty things, thinkin' dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty Ah, new addition with the curtain Ah, too convincin' not to purchasе Ah, groupie bitches gettin' nеrvous Ah, stupid bitches get to flirtin' Ho gon' go wherever I go, I know Just give it to me pronto, right now I keep lovin' on the wrong ho, right time I just rolled another fronto, lights out I love when you do that lil' thing you be doin' Huh, high road won't do nothin' but make you a loser Huh, right, wrong, that's just somethin' they made to abuse you But it's my call, should be my call— Roll another, roll another, roll another up Hundred thou', two hundred thousand, still gon' need some more Huh, throw it on me, throw it on me, baby, go berserk Just a phone call, but it's your call right now I love when you do that lil' thing you be doin' Huh, high road won't do nothin' but make you a loser Huh, right, wrong, that's just somethin' they made to abuse you But it's my call, should be my call—
Writer(s): Henry Wilson, Asmil Rodriguez, Ian O'neill Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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