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d. real - don't call phone lyrics

[hook: d real]
not really into making friends
i rather just jugg with ben
yo b-tch keep on choosing
i’m a f-ck her and her friends
but listen..

don’t call my phone if you not copping
don’t call my if we not rockin’
don’t call my phone looking for somebody
don’t call my if you not about it.. ya hear me?

[verse 1: d real]
this money i’m stacking, yo hoe i be f-cking
them n-ggas not bout it
them n-ggas be tuckin’
i’m flipping these packs; turn nothing to something
i’m in yo b-tch and she tell me she love me
got to kick her out i can’t deal with her
can’t even get a d-mn meal out of her
can’t cook can’t clean i can’t feel for ya
got to watch for your homie’s they’ll hate on ya
i be really in the streets i be juggin’ in the streets
got a n-gga in the east come two times a week
i’m a serve the sh-t to you he goin’ front the pack to me
i’m a run this sh-t up i’m a get my money
by any motherf-ckin’ means
any motherf-ckin’ way
i’m holding on my f-ckin’ k
put yo -ss beneath my waist
gold around my neck with a wife beater on
if the lil n-gga want it, i’ll put his -ss on
i be serving to my school; got my teachers hooked on
got this bad lil jawn, lil jawn i might bone
i’m a take her -ss home i’m a blow a lil strong
i’m a put it in her gut make her feel it in the morning
and the b-tch only call when the b-tch really h-rny
hate the b-tch got pregnant now the whole hood on maury

[hook: d real]
not really into making friends
i rather just jugg with ben
yo b-tch keep on choosing
i’m a f-ck her and her friends
but listen..

don’t call my phone if you not copping
don’t call my if we not rockin’
don’t call my phone looking for somebody
don’t call my if you not about it.. ya hear me?

[verse 2: d real]
f-ck n-gga just get up out of my face
the sh-t that i do, i know you can’t relate
the sh-t that i smoke i know you can not face
i’m always in first so don’t ask me my place
all about this bread that’s why these pigeons keep flying
i’m all about these guns that’s why these n-ggas keep dying
the eye of the tiger and the heart of a lion
i’m a man of my word so n-gga keep tryin’
b-tches be out here doing the most
f-cking yo n-gga; they lying on the low
can’t put my trust in one single soul
these b-tches hold grudges, i let that sh-t go
on to the next one roll up another one
mind gone mind blown stick to my schedule
shop with me if you n-ggas want that better dope
whipping up the recipe, yeah i got the antidope
back on my old sh-t on some cutthroat sh-t
k!ll any n-gga if he talking on that hoe sh-t
never been a hoe b-tch catch you after work b-tch
lay sh-t down i ain’t talking about plumbing
flipping and zipping my flow
i’m selling these pounds for the low
i come and kick down yo door
won’t play with my money no more

[hook: d real]
not really into making friends
i rather just jugg with ben
yo b-tch keep on choosing
i’m a f-ck her and her friends
but listen..

don’t call my phone if you not copping
don’t call my if we not rockin’
don’t call my phone looking for somebody
don’t call my if you not about it.. ya hear me?

- d real lyrics

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