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young thug - pick up the phone (original version) lyrics

[intro: young thug & starrah]
yaaah, oh, yaaah, uhh
ooooh, thugger
yeah, travis scott
thugger, thugger baby
yaah, yaah
starrah let’s get it, starrah

[verse 1: starrah]
i pour a four up (woo, woo)
i called your hoe up (yeah)
just to f-ck, but ain’t show up (just to f-ck)
i just went, got my dough up (i just went in my porsche)
pullin’ off and i pop more (skrrt, skrrt)
yeah i go and perform (go and perform)
and then roll up that roll up (roll up, roll up)
and then i call your hoe up (call up, call up)
(like, brrrrr)

[chorus: starrah]
pick up the phone, baby (like, brrrrr)
i know you’re home, baby (pick it up, like, brrrrr)
i’m in the zone, baby (zone, ohhhhhh)
i just poured up a four baby (pour it up)

[bridge: young thug, travis scott & starrah]
never will i cheat on you (yahh)
never will i commit treason
blowin’ a bag on you (yahh)
do all of that for no reason (yeah, yeah)
i’ma pull up and murk too (yahh)
hittin’ the block and i’m bleedin’
throwing that rollie on you
i like the way it be freezin’
(like, brrrrr)

[chorus: starrah, travis scott & young thug]
pick up the phone, baby (ooh, yeah)
i know you’re home, baby (pick it up, like, brrrrr, it’s lit)
i’m in the zone, baby (zone, ohhhhhh, straight up)
i just poured up a four baby (pour it up, thugger, thugger)

[verse 2: young thug & travis scott]
pour up a four of that actavis
lean like my mothaf-ckin’ granny did (woo)
super bowl ring with big body benz
i stack it up now i’m just better livin’
got screws in my mouth, i’m just preppin’ it (hah)
i’m f-cking this cash, i’m not celibate (hah)
i’m packin’ it up like a reverend
i need all this cash, i got h-lla kids (woo)
i’ma play dumb and get left in the middle (yeah-yeah)
back the f-ck up, you too little (uh-uh)
hit ’em with three like i’m miller (yeah-yeah)
i don’t talk to no man in the middle (uh-uh)
i don’t talk to no man, i’m just kiddin’ (i swear)
but i did pay my sister’s tuition (woo)
i feel lucky, i should play the lottery (yeah)
walkin’ off with it like sonny liston
mama told me i’m her brightest star (yeah)
mama told me don’t hate on the law (oww)
because everybody got a job (what?)
because everybody wanna be a star (real sh-t, real sh-t)
please believe every motherf-cker around here wan’ be a part (swerve, swerve)
she gon’ do anything in her power to be with ya’ boy
(like, brrrrr)

[chorus: starrah]
pick up the phone, baby (ooh, like, brrrrr)
i know you’re home, baby (pick it up, like, brrrrr)
i’m in the zone, baby (zone, ohhhhhh)
i just poured up a four baby (pour it up)

[bridge: young thug, travis scott & quavo]
never will i cheat on you (yahh)
never will i commit treason
blowin’ a bag on you (yahh)
do all of that for no reason (yeah, yeah)
i’ma pull up and murk too (yahh)
hittin’ the block and i’m bleedin’
throwing that rollie on you (ayy)
i like the way it be freezin’, yeah (quavo)

[verse 3: quavo & quavo]
pick up the phone
macaulay culkin’ baby, home alone (alone)
i thought i was right
then i had to man up, i was wrong (i was wrong)
i hate when we fight (hey)
she in love with the pipe (pipe)
i draped her up in ice, i pour my four on ice (ice, woo)
birds in the trap sing brian mcknight (sing)
percocet and codeine please don’t take my life
she had a dream with céline
so i bought it twice (céline)
young n-gg- make it right back tonight
girl you’re so cute and your -ss is nice
drinkin’ on four and i’m shootin’ dice (shoot ’em)
wrist polar bear, klondike
and i’m loving all races (all races), h-ll nah don’t discriminize (no)
drinkin’ on clean, sanitize (ice)
ostritch seats with the frog eyes
if i ever call your phone baby (brr)
best believe it’s only one time
(like, brrrrr)

[chorus: starrah]
pick up the phone, baby (ooh, like, brrrrr)
i know you’re home, baby (pick it up, like, brrrrr)
i’m in the zone, baby (zone, ohhhhhh)
i just poured up a four baby (pour it up)

[bridge: young thug & travis scott]
never will i cheat on you (yahh)
never will i commit treason
blowin’ a bag on you (yahh)
do all of that for no reason (yeah, yeah)
i’ma pull up and murk too (yahh)
hittin’ the block and i’m bleedin’
throwing that rollie on you
i like the way it be freezin’, yeah

- young thug lyrics

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