mr mo (usa) - call your bitch up lyrics
[intro]
huh, yeah, huh
call your b+tch up at night
call your b+tch up at night
call your b+tch up at night
ahh mr mo eh eh (call your b+tch up at night)
[hook]
call your b+tch up at night (yeah)
call your b+tch up at night (yeah)
make sure you’re sleeping
make sure she’s creeping
call your b+tch up at night (whoa)
call your b+tch up at night (yeah)
call your b+tch up at night
make sure you’re sleeping
make sure she’s creeping
call your b+tch up at night (aye, whoa, yeah)
[verse 1]
late nights when i get a little h+rny (yah yah)
pick up my phone text your girl what’s poppin
she wanna sneak me in through kitchen door
so we could f+ck on the kitchen floor
but i don’t move like that i’m not sneaky
she said mo baby it is just a quickie
but i think something’s sounding really really fishy
she said hеr man ain’t home so i went and took the risky, yеah
i be working, really working
so ion got time for no f+cking commitments
i drop d+ck off when she needs it
she got a man home and i’m the secret
[hook]
call your b+tch up at night (yeah)
call your b+tch up at night (yeah)
make sure you’re sleeping
make sure she’s creeping
call your b+tch up at night (whoa)
call your b+tch up at night (yeah)
call your b+tch up at night
make sure you’re sleeping
make sure she’s creeping
call your b+tch up at night (whoa)
[verse 2]
yeah, let me tell you a lil somethin bout me
i don’t have sp+ce in my heart for love
d+ck’s kinda big with a little bit of curve
and i don’t cum quick so i be putting in work, yeah
that’s my application to be your side n+gga (yah, yah)
i don’t tell lies, imma be right witcha
if your man at work we can go get dinner
but best believe ain’t paying, i ain’t your breadwinner
call your b+tch up at night
when i pull up yeah she’ll hop in the ride
she suck my d+ck hard make me think she’s my wife
but she’ll crawl back in bed and she’ll kiss you goodnight
when i, when i
[hook]
call your b+tch up at night (yeah)
call your b+tch up at night (yeah)
make sure you’re sleeping
make sure she’s creeping
call your b+tch up at night (whoa)
call your b+tch up at night (yeah)
call your b+tch up at night
make sure you’re sleeping
make sure she’s creeping
call your b+tch up at night (whoa)
[interlude]
she like how my d+ck taste
so i put it all on in her face
i can’t tell if she’s yours or she’s mine anymore
when i call your b+tch up at night
she like how my d+ck taste
so i put it all on in her face
i can’t tell if she’s yours or she’s mine anymore
when i call your b+tch up at night
[hook]
call your b+tch up at night (call her)
call your b+tch up at night (give me the phone)
make sure you’re sleeping (yeah, make sure)
make sure she’s creeping (yeah, make sure)
call your b+tch up at night (yah yah yah yah yah yah)
call your b+tch up at night (yah yah)
call your b+tch up at night (call her, call her)
make sure you’re sleeping (make sure)
make sure she’s creeping (make sure, give me the phone)
call your b+tch up at night (yah yah yah yah yah yah)
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