WIZ KHALIFA - Call Again lyrics
rate me(Prod. by Easy Mo Bee)
Ft. Problem
(Verse: Wiz Khalifa)
Time and time again, I tell 'em I don't luv 'em I just fuck 'em
Then I move on to another one, pass 'em to my brother
Get that pussy under cover, got her ass from her mother
Got my weed straight from Berner, ya a nerd so ya cuff her
Alcoholic trust these bitches I learn they no sucker
On that gas like a trucker, smack the ass when I fuck her
I get plenty luv, it's all of the above
I'm on Gin and drugs, give me sum'
Then it's straight to the club, pockets feeling numb
Niggas luv tryna hate on us, they ain't real enough
Always feeling building up, young and I'm rich as fuck
Text yo bitch, I ain't tryna 'Netflix & Chill' with her
I'mma roll and drink, give her the best dick she eva had
She don't fuck then I'mma get her bestfriend instead of her
My cash is irregular, I bag bitches everywhere
Got sum' clothes still got on the tags that I don't neva wear
Ya on last smoking doing dabs I run through the cash
(Hook: Wiz Khalifa)
They tryna argue [?]
Ya don't believe in what ya hear, it's all the same
Ya been here time to time, ya heard it all before
After I fuck ya once I'll neva call again
(Verse 2: Problem)
These bitches be like
Dick hopping, clique hopping for betta positions
Pillow talking to any nigga paying attention
They on a mission tryna fog up a players vision
Fuck then I'm finished, before ya leave bitch go clean that kitchen
I ain't gon' lie oh yeah the Chachi was a victim once
Before that happens again ya will catch me smoking blunts
And all I do is papers, all I'm bout is paper
Luv ya for the night, tomorrow we are strangers
Ya ain't gotta call cause I ain’t - pshh
Texting 'Can we kick it?' - no reply
Ya text again like I thought we had a connection (what, bitch?!)
I texted back 'Bitch I ain't that type of guy'
Gang over everythin', Taylor, Diamond Lane we the reconnected
Bombay, bomb big bitches betta then expected
Bossed up, fucking top so ya bet' not disrespect
It's Compton to the fucking burbs we connected
Hit the extras, hurp!
(Hook)
(Outro: Juicy J)
Play me sum' muthafuckin' pimpin', mane
Take anotha dab, blow the smoke out like it's hooka
Man's muhfuckin' 4 o'clock am, and nigga we still up in the studio, nigga
Drinkin' muthafuckin' gin
Smokin' so much muthafuckin' kush
Mr. Cap Mane, Mr. Cap, Cabin muthafuckin' 3 niggas
Get a job, bitch, Taylor Gang entertainment
Wiz Khalifa new album, nigga
Smokin' so much nigga we gettin' fucked up errday, nigga
We do this shit fo' fun, nigga
Chevy Woods, Taylor, DR Donatto, fear what they don't know
Berner, hip-hop
Ty Airplane mode, and free TC!
Go get that free TC!, nigga, it's on iTunes, nigga
Bitch, new Juicy J, TAC!
Comin' soon, nigga
And 100% Juice, so datpiff.com live mixtapes
Y'all know how we do this shit, nigga
We do this shit fo' fun, mane
New Project Pat comin' soon
Y'all know what it is
Tookey Carter, Flowers and Planes, nigga
High as fuck!
New mixtapes comin' soon, nigga
New pussy comin' soon, nigga
New money comin' soon, nigga
Fuck you lazy ass niggas out there, nigga
We hustlin', mane
We hustle errmuthafuckin' day, nigga
It's a cake walk, nigga
Ya hear me, nigga, I said a cake walk
Nigga, ya know what I'm sayn, mane?
We coughin' all day, nigga
From the muthafuckin' weed smoke, nigga
Pourin' that shit up
Sippin' gin, nigga
Pimpin' bitches, nigga
We bringin' that shit back, nigga
We pimpin' these muthafuckin' bitches, nigga
Winnin', nigga, the show, the party, the hoes, nigga
Y'all know what it is, nigga
The cash, nigga, the bags we pickin' up, nigga
You oughta see these muhfuckin' bags, mane
Shout out to Boo Will, Nasty Nate, OG Breeze
Nigga, we in this muthafucka, mane
Motor Mane, Loudy, Rickye P
Sledger, Drew, Miss Peachy, wassup
Y'all know what it is, nigga
We get high alllllllllllllllllllllllll muhfuckin' day
Fuck yo muhfuckin' problems, mane
Nobody don't give a shit about yo muhfuckin' prolems, dawg
