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yung bleu - on the line lyrics

[intro]
she’s crying to me, she crying to me

[chorus]
i’m picking up the phone and it’s my baby on the line
(hold up, i’ma call you right back)
she crying, she crying, she crying, she crying
(man you really, you really want to do this right now?)
yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah
(you trippin’ man, for real, like i’m sayin’)
i’m picking up the phone and it’s my baby on the line
she crying, she crying
(you really be tripping me out man
you be doing, you be doing the most man
like, just chill out man, for real)

[verse 1]
she go to voicemail, she go to voicemail (h-llo)
if i don’t answer she gon’ raise h-ll (what the f-ck)
yeah, i was in the club, she was in the tub
i was at the bar, she got in the car
i ain’t answer for her, i was really f-cked
you know i’m a star, you know how we are
crazy b-tch, she gon’ pull up, go to war
caught me by surprise, looking so bizarre
looking like she wanna really break the law
where you been, sh-t, umm let me pause
if i tell you she gon’ hit me with them paws (yeah, yeah, yeah)
if i tell her she gon’ hit me with them paws (yeah yeah)

[pre-chorus]
i’m tired of lying
tired of you crying
you know i’m trying
i’m so defiant
that’s why i

[verse 2]
how the f-ck you in your feelings when you know the business
know i got to stay in these streets
how the f-ck you think that i’m a make a milly
f-ckin’ on you all day in the sheets
why you asking all them questions
why you going through my messages
you finna f-ck up your blessing
i’m ’bout to teach you a lesson
’cause you got me stressing
face-timing while i’m up in the yo
probably think i’m somewhere up in a ho
when i know you better but i’m stuck on the road
i gotta go, i gotta go
this sh-t is driving my psycho, tryna go back like a typo
got you feeling bad like michael
we go through the cycles
i gave your heart a revival, i’m standing stall as the eiffel
i got my phone on silent, all of my hoes exotic
i got your heart but you mad i ain’t showing n-body
i don’t be knowing n-body, i just be blowing your body
we use to f-ck in the [?]
you like a horse, you like hiding
you like when i get a lil rowdy
do anything for my shawty
i’ll do anything for my shawty, yeah

[chorus]
yeah, i’m picking up the phone and it’s my baby on the line
(hold up, i’ma call you right back)
she crying, she crying, she crying, she crying
(man you really, you really want to do this right now?)
yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah
(you trippin’ man, for real, like i’m sayin’)
i’m picking up the phone and it’s my baby on the line
she crying, she crying
(you really be tripping me out man
you be doing, you be doing the most man
like, just chill out man, for real)

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