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PERFORMING ARTISTS
City High
City High
Performer
Ryan Toby
Ryan Toby
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robby Pardlo
Robby Pardlo
Composer
Gerard Avant
Gerard Avant
Composer
Walter Gilmore
Walter Gilmore
Composer
Ryan Toby
Ryan Toby
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Robby Pardlo
Robby Pardlo
Producer
Gerard Avant
Gerard Avant
Producer
Walter Gilmore
Walter Gilmore
Producer
Ryan Toby
Ryan Toby
Producer
Serge "Sergical" Tsai
Serge "Sergical" Tsai
Recording Engineer

Letras

[Robby (ryan)] (What's up my nigga?) Heh, chillin' yo (What's up man, ya ready to go? come on!) Naw yo, you just go ahead (What's wrong with you man?) (Wifey got you buggin' again) Pshh, I just don't understand, ya know (Understand what man? huh?) She ain't talkin' to me son (Word) Yo I need you to do me a favor yo (What?) You gotta call her homie (What'chu want me to call her for) You gotta tell her for me (Tell her what man) That I love her so strongly (Why don't you just tell her yourself) Cause she won't listen to me now (Damn) Without love in my heart I might as well be dead (Hold up, hold up, you ain't gonna be killin' yourself nigga) So can you help me out? You're the only one who cares [Ryan (claudette)] Yo shorty I just got off the phone with robbie He told me to come talk to you (Yeah, bout what?) He said y'all having problems And you left him, now he's all confused (Man, so what?) Now girl why you buggin? You know you was made for him And him for you I ain't trying to butt in I just wanna be a friend And he asked me to call you [1] - you gotta call her homie And tell her for me That I love her strongly She won't listen to me Without love in my heart I might as well be dead Please help me now You're the only who cares You gotta call her homie And tell her for me That I'm really sorry She won't listen to me Without love in my heart I might as well be dead Please help me now You're the only who cares [Ryan] Hmm, girl this thing has gone on, long enough Can't you see The true reason that you left him Baby is cause of me, whoa He would be real surprised To find that I'm the new apple of your eye What kind of friend am i? To take advantage of - my best friend's trust [Repeat 1] [Claudette (robby)] If you wanna know Why I did - what I did (Tell me why did you do it) I got tired of being alone While you was out trickin' (Who told you I was trickin?) I guess female dogs can't learn tricks too You see I'm not the bitch, baby payback is And what you did came back to you, oh [Repeat 1 till end]
Writer(s): Gerard Avant, Ryan Toby, Robby Pardlo, Walter Gilmore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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