zaky chan - 901 lyrics
“i got a table for you, don’t mess it up boy”
[verse]
sho nuff
no trouble
got the whole meal boiling like, d+mn
8 inches of caramel
on the mic, on my life, on a gold grill
i got french cheese, automobile
and cheeky, s+xy, fluent tongue appeal
i got d’angelo chill and stainless steel
sharp knife to cut through what i feel
when i tick it, push it to get to the bill
call my name i’ll [?] for real
how does it feel ?
[?]
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for a sample just ask me
my cookbook went platinum
madness in the kitchen, baby
simmering down tantrum
[chorus]
i’m dialing 901
i ain’t got no one
i live for yesterday
last year ain’t feel like fun
i just need someone
but they closed the doors on me
i’m dialing 901
i feel trapped in here
baby, why’d you let me in ?
i’m dialing 901
once
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