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caskey – voicemail (skit) lyrics

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yo dog, i swear to god, if i ever see you in the streets, i’ma show you how i do it, dog. bring the cool bar to your face, f-cking with my girl last night. i heard, dog. i heard you took her out there. you took her down to the places i don’t ever wanna see her go. i know it, bruh. you touch my girl, bruh, i muf-cking touch yo’ life, dog. i will f-cking come at you like a wild chimpanzee, slap you in the face, dog, i don’t give a f-ck. i’m all f-cked up on this goose, dog. smoking blunts ’til i die, curb-stompin’ midgets
make me wanna, f-cking… get with it
ya know what i’m saying? i could rap too, all day. you some, you think you some cool rapper, you could f-ck everybody’s girl, dog? that sh-t ain’t true, my n-gg-. so, you know, i… yeah. peace out, pimpin’. how i turn this sh-t off my phone, sh-t
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yo homie, uh yeah, so um, heard you were chilling with my girl the other night. uh, yeah, so uh, if you wanna give me a call back, you could tell me what that’s all about because i heard that you stuck your d-ck inside of my f-cking girl, so, you wanna talk, or you wanna, you wanna do your little — i know you’re a rapper and all that sh-t, you got this music and all that sh-t, you think you can get any girl you want. well b-tch, you can’t. that’s my girl. she might’ve f-cked you that night, but… you know who she’s coming home to? me. yeah, i… man, f-ck you
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oh, so you don’t wanna answer my calls, right? i call one time, you don’t answer. i call two times, you don’t answer. this my third muf-cking time, you don’t wanna answer, bruh? okay, alright, i see how it is. i really didn’t wanna take it here, but i guess i’ma have to take it here. my girl, she left me last night, yeah. yeah, she left me last night, she told me, she told me, “yeah, i just don’t, i don’t think things are working out between me and you anymore, lover,” and i said, “f-ck that sh-t! it’s caskey, isn’t it?” and she denied that sh-t, but you know what, dog, i want answers. i want muf-cking answers. i’ma, i’ma have to come check and — man, you, you really p-ssing me off! first of all, yo, i don’t wanna come to yo’ muf-cking crib and, you know, embarr-ss you in front of ya moms and ya muf-cking, ya dogs and sh-t. i don’t even know who you got at your crib, but i ain’t tryna embarr-ss you, man. so you need to call me back, ’cause i’m tired of this sh-t. i’m tired of you avoiding my muf-cking calls. yeah, peace… p-ssy
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