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young thug, travi$ scott & quavo - pick up the phone (feat. quavo) lyrics

yaaah, oh yaaah
ooooh, thugger
yeah, travis scott

thugger, thugger baby
yaah

i pour a four up
i call your hoe up
just to f-ck her and show her
i just went, got my dough up
pullin’ off and i’m gone!
then i go and pour four up
then i roll up that roll up
then i’m callin’ your hoe up
(like brrrrr)

pick up the phone, baby (like brrrrr)
i know you’re home, baby (it’s lit!)
i’m in the zone, baby (straight up!)
i just poured up a four baby (yeah, yeah)

never will i cheat on you
never will i commit treason
blowin’ a bag on you
do all of that for no reason
i’ma pull up and murk too
hittin’ the block and i’m bleedin’
throwing that rollie on you
i like the way it be freezin’
(brrrrr)

pick up the phone, baby (like brrrrr)
i know you’re home, baby (it’s lit!)
i’m in the zone, baby (straight up!)
i just poured up a four baby (yeah, yeah)

pour up a four of that actavis
lean like my mothaf-ckin’ granny did
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
i’m f-cking this cash up, i’m not celibate
i’m packin’ it up like a reverend
i need all this cash, i got h-lla kids
i’ma play dumb and get left in the middle
back the f-ck up, you too little
hit ’em with three like i’m miller
i don’t talk to no man in the middle
i don’t talk to no man, i’m just kiddin’
but i did pay my sister’s tuition
i feel lucky, i should play the lottery
walkin’ off with it like sonny liston
mama told me i’m her brightest star
mama told me don’t hate on the law
because everybody got a job
because everybody wanna be a star (real sh-t, real sh-t)
please believe every motherf-cker around here wan’ be a part
she gon’ do anything in her power to be with ya’ boy
(brrrrr)

pick up the phone, baby (like brrrrr)
i know you’re home, baby (it’s lit!)
i’m in the zone, baby (straight up!)
i just poured up a four, baby (yeah, yeah)

never will l cheat on you
never will i commit treason
blowin’ a bag on you
do all of that for no reason
i’ma pull up and murk too
hittin’ the block and i’m bleedin’
throwin’ that rollie on you
i like the way you be freezin’

pick up the phone
macaulay culkin’ baby, home alone
i thought i was right
then i had to man up, i was wrong
i hate when we fight
she in love with the pipe
i draped her up in ice, i pour my four on ice
birds in the trap sing brian mcknight
percocet and codeine please don’t take my life
she had a dream with céline
so i bought it twice
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
wrist polar bear, klondike
and i’m loving all races, h-ll nah don’t discriminize
drinkin’ on clean, sanitize
ostritch seats with the frog eyes
if i ever call your phone baby
best believe it’s only one time
(brrrrrr)

pick up the phone, baby (like brrrrr)
i know you’re home, baby (it’s lit!)
i’m in the zone, baby (straight up!)
i just poured up a four baby (yeah, yeah)

pick up the phone (pick up the phone)
i’m in the zone, pick up the phone, baby
i’m in the zone

- young thug travi scott quavo lyrics

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