dj chop up - 2pac - hotline bling lyrics
[hook: dj chop up as 2pac]
you used to call me on my cell phone
only when you need to f-ck
call me on my cell phone
only when you need to f-ck
and i know when that hotline bling
what the f-ck am i tryna sing?
and i know when that hotline bling
what the f-ck am i tryna sing?
[verse 1: 2pac]
was it the liquor, that makes me act blind, times that i’m with her
anonymous pictures of other n-gg-s tryin’ to kiss her
will i love her or shall i diss her?
i’m sick of this scandalous sh-t i deal wit’, tryin’ to paint a perfect picture
my memories of jealousy no longer carefree
cause so much bullsh-t your girlfriends keep tellin’ me
i’m on tour, but now my bedroom’s an open door
so it got me thinkin’, what am i tryin’ for?
when i was young i was so very dumb, eager to please
a lil’, trick on a mission tryin’ to get in my p
me and my n-gg-s is thug n-gg-s, former known drug dealers
we don’t love b-tches and believe, they don’t love n-gg-s
i gotta blame my attraction
but you became a distraction, a threat to my paper stackin’
i thought you changed but now i know
can’t turn a ho into a housewife, baby
[hook: dj chop up as 2pac]
you used to call me on my cell phone
only when you need to f-ck
call me on my cell phone
only when you need to f-ck
and i know when that hotline bling
what the f-ck am i tryna sing?
and i know when that hotline bling
what the f-ck am i tryna sing?
[verse 2: kastro]
these silly b-tches got this game twisted
that’s why i ain’t really tryna claim b-tches
n-gg-s don’t hang can give you game on the same b-tches
that be them aim b-tches that say they loyal
promised to do some thangs, care for you but make things so spoiled
truly cutie bootie bang, but that moving nothing my crib
when i can see from the door, she sure ain’t sh-t
but you in love with her
wanna go to the club with her
and when you stuck, she up like an ordinary thug n-gg-
[verse 3: kadafi]
see girlfriend i know, your whole m.o.’s preoccupied with mostly
gettin’ clown after clown, town coast to coast – see
i been tryin to stay away from sluts like you
got me turned off completely by that sheisty sh-t that you do
knew from jump yo’ aim, straight through them spandex, don’t front
just name, spots on yo’ body for me to touch while you clutch this game
i keep flowin like h20 it ain’t nothin’ for me to say
why you keep actin like a ho?
[verse 4: ???]
d-mn
what makes these hoes
wanna go
to the point where you can’t find em no ‘mo
solo, better hate ’em more than frodo
trick, i thought you said you was done with that ho sh-t
but now you back it too ho
you need to take your time and flow to succeed
what it really means to be a lady
instead of giving up the p-ssy crazy
you need to raise some f-cking babies
so they don’t grow up
with a mom, yeah a ho slut
but all your dumb -ss can say is “so what?”
[hook: dj chop up as 2pac]
you used to call me on my cell phone
only when you need to f-ck
call me on my cell phone
only when you need to f-ck
and i know when that hotline bling
what the f-ck am i tryna sing?
and i know when that hotline bling
what the f-ck am i tryna sing?
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