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iann dior – Dont Call My Phone lyrics
[Chorus]
Please don't call my phone
When I get home
Cause you only hit me up when you feeling lonely
If I ever said I love you girl then that's the old me
I can never let a bitch take control of me
Hell naw, can't love these hoes
You the reason why I'm fucked up
I can't trust nobody
It's too late for your apology, don't want your sorry
I replace the bitch that broke me with a red Ferrari
A red Ferrari, all on my dick when I get to the party
Leaving with me, she gone suck on the possy
I get too lit when I'm off of the molly, sorry
What? I am not sorry, getting the commas so mom'ma don't worry
All in my bag, you know I'm in a hurry and when I pull up [?]
Baby don't you know who you fucking wit
I am off some other shit
Show me how you shake that ass low to the floor
Is you on some other shit, that's what I am fucking wit
But after this I gotta dip
And you say that he got you going crazy, yeah
I got all I want so I don't really need you here
Got no time to talk so we do not communicate
Have a heart when I'm wit you but when you leave it's dead
[Chorus]
Please don't call my phone
When I get home
Cause you only hit me up when you feeling lonely
If I ever said I love you girl then that's the old me
I can never let a bitch take control of me
Hell naw, can't love these hoes
You the reason why I'm fucked up
I can't trust nobody
It's too late for your apology, don't want your sorry
I replace the bitch that broke me with a red Ferrari
Please don't call my phone
When I get home
Cause you only hit me up when you feeling lonely
If I ever said I love you girl then that's the old me
I can never let a bitch take control of me
Hell naw, can't love these hoes
You the reason why I'm fucked up
I can't trust nobody
It's too late for your apology, don't want your sorry
I replace the bitch that broke me with a red Ferrari
A red Ferrari, all on my dick when I get to the party
Leaving with me, she gone suck on the possy
I get too lit when I'm off of the molly, sorry
What? I am not sorry, getting the commas so mom'ma don't worry
All in my bag, you know I'm in a hurry and when I pull up [?]
Baby don't you know who you fucking wit
I am off some other shit
Show me how you shake that ass low to the floor
Is you on some other shit, that's what I am fucking wit
But after this I gotta dip
And you say that he got you going crazy, yeah
I got all I want so I don't really need you here
Got no time to talk so we do not communicate
Have a heart when I'm wit you but when you leave it's dead
[Chorus]
Please don't call my phone
When I get home
Cause you only hit me up when you feeling lonely
If I ever said I love you girl then that's the old me
I can never let a bitch take control of me
Hell naw, can't love these hoes
You the reason why I'm fucked up
I can't trust nobody
It's too late for your apology, don't want your sorry
I replace the bitch that broke me with a red Ferrari
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