azlyrics.biz
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

carlito sf – better things lyrics

Loading...

intro:
yeaaaaaaa, don’t

i don’t answer calls, i don’t answer calls, i don’t answer calls
x2

hook:
lito pick up the phone man
before i go ahead & blow it up (d-mn)
i don’t mean to hold you up (d-mn)
so what you really calling for? (godd-mn)
i just wanna roll with ya (roll witcha, roll witcha)
me & the bros can’t get ahold of you (hold of ya)
d-mn thats what the cold get you (yeaaaa)
d-mn yea, thats the cold get you (godd-mn godd-mn)
x2

—-
verse 1:

i don’t answer calls, i dont answer calls (yea)
don’t keep track of it all, give a fuck bout your words, a fuck bout your thoughts
i don’t do no favors, i am not the good neighbor
get ya own sugar
more like a pusher
give you the work with them lines & i sit back & go–

run up a check, yea, huh, run up a check
no time for the chatty mouths
that’s enough for me to slap em out
thats why a young nigga run it now
blow a lil smoke and they running out
remember all the times i was counted out
on to better things now they all wanna come around
(yea yea yea yea yea)
that’s me ignoring you
they was sleep, this what them snores would do
i’m a beast, thats straight out a horror too
(oh oohh yea yea)
i feel like an oracle
d-mn, i don’t mean to torture you
but the prophecy shows i have so much in store of you

that boy lito done changed, they say that he different
lately i been on a whole other mission
cruise with precision throw lines like i’m fishing
catch of the year like it’s something they missing
dad to these niggas, i’m not even kidding
they falling behind i’m increasing the distance
don’t care bout b-tches, no love to be given
been bout better things in this life that i’m living

hook:
lito pick up the phone man
before i go ahead & blow it up (d-mn)
i don’t mean to hold you up (d-mn)
so what you really calling for? (godd-mn)
i just wanna roll with ya (roll witcha, roll witcha)
me & the bros can’t get ahold of you (hold of ya)
d-mn thats what the cold get you (yeaaaa)
d-mn yea, thats the cold get you (godd-mn godd-mn)
x2

verse 2:

b-tches talk like they pussy is wealth
i don’t need it i been feelin’ myself
sugar merch flying straight off the shelves
value rising, i am not on the shelves
days felt like i was running through hell
never again, nigga made it to namek
feeling like i’m on a whole other planet
ahead of the league, man its just how i planned it
i see all the hate, man they mad they can’t stand it
i’ll take they whole plate, if i want it i have it
watch yaself cause i am not for the antics
pull up with the matic if niggas want static
all of these niggas are suckas
these niggas be bustas
these niggas be bluffin’
they ain’t about nothing
i’m always bout something
so don’t call my phone if it ain’t about money, aw yea

hook:
lito pick up the phone man
before i go ahead & blow it up (d-mn)
i don’t mean to hold you up (d-mn)
so what you really calling for? (godd-mn)
i just wanna roll with ya (roll witcha, roll witcha)
me & the bros can’t get ahold of you (hold of ya)
d-mn thats what the cold get you (yeaaaa)
d-mn yea, thats the cold get you (godd-mn godd-mn)
x2



Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS

Loading...