歌词
Yeah-yeah
Lemme be the one you call when it's time to be a freak
Lemme be the one you call when you're tryna hit the sheets
Lemme be the one you call when you're ready to hit the spot
Lemme be the one you call, you tryna turn it up a notch
Let her ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring (facts)
Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring (facts, facts)
I'ma let my phone ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring (facts, facts)
Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring (facts, facts)
I'm dropping my mail when I go on them drills
You blitchin' ain't catching to kill
Last time that I love a ho, she did me bad (facts)
But fuck it, it is what it is
I could have been at home, but **** ain't fucking with me
Slide the coupe, boy ain't digging from me
Smack shit with the Glock, better low with the full R-P
Be here putting shit underneath
Lemme be the one you call when it's time to be a freak
Lemme be the one you call when you're tryna hit the sheets
Lemme be the one you call when you're ready to hit the spot
Lemme be the one you call, you tryna turn it up a notch
Let her ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring (facts, ****)
Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring (fact)
I'ma let my phone ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring
Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring
No money for work, bitch, I still tryna be
What the fuck be wrong with you ****?
Dead drop, seen it all, woulda kill 'em
Drac' shot, lil' bro would be gettin' 'em
I ever stop rapping, I'm parking the V
I smoke all the opps when they turn up the scene
I feed her the dick when she get on her knees
Still would let out the switch even if they caught pleading
Facts, boy
Facts, ****
Fact