morris montanaa - phone lyrics
[skit]
girl: morris why you never answer your phone?
morris montanaa: im in the stu right now, you gotta me a minute, i’m bout to start recording
[intro]
montanaa!
aaaaahhhhh!
[chorus]
shorty be texting my phone
leave me alone
i don’t want nun from you no more
get what i want then i’m gone
that’s how it goes
why shorty acting like she ain’t know (aaah)
i don’t got time for no hoe
just let it blow
on to the next like a gigolo
look at the time gotta go
gotta stay low
morris montanaa yea i do this yo (deuces)
[verse 1]
talking bout you got a pistol
i don’t believe you, my shot is lethal aye (p#ssy)
b#tch just know we not official
i don’t cuff b#tches, don’t give a f#ck what you say (aaah)
why these b#tches always tripping
shut up and listen, follow my orders today (aaah)
shorty just jump in the kitchen
make it delicious suck on a d#ck feed me grapes
your boyfriend a dummy, remember the time when you top me off i said remind me
i’m not responding, b#tch i’m like nemo you looking but you cannot find me
i’m like a zombie, only got 1 time to catch me then after i’m gone
i’m like a zombie, only got 1 time to catch me then after i’m gone
b#tches be talking bout nothing, f#ck it i’m stunting
i’m on the phone yea i’m bluffing (what happened)
cut you off b#tch i like cutting, end of discussion
only thing you catch is nutting
b#tch why the f#ck is you fronting, i just stay bussing
i’m in you head like concussion
b#tch why the f#ck is you bugging you act like you know me
when you see me all up in public
b#tches be looking so fuego, do what i say so
look at my neck b#tch i’m paid
said you got a problem with me, boy get out my way
p#ssy n#gga on display
man shout out to my brother dre, he with me all day
nav just be all on the k
man shout out to my brother dre, he with me all day
nav just be all on the k
[chorus]
shorty be texting my phone
leave me alone
i don’t want nun from you no more
get what i want then i’m gone
that’s how it goes
why shorty acting like she ain’t know
i don’t got time for no hoe
just let it blow
on to the next like a gigolo
look at the time gotta go
gotta stay low
morris montanaa yea i do this yo
[outro]
talking bout you got a pistol
i don’t believe you, my shot is lethal aye
b#tch just know we not official
i don’t cuff b#tches, don’t give a f#ck what you say
why these b#tches always tripping
shut up and listen, follow my orders today
shorty just jump in the kitchen
make it delicious suck on a d#ck feed me grapes
suck on my d#ck feed me grapes
#laugh
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