Golino Galore - Like I Miss Ha Lyrics

Who in my phone can I call right now
Damn f*ckin
Hen got me trippin
Plus I been smoking heavy

Man, I hope she pick up
Cause, I'm tryna come hit her
I done f*cked round, turnt up and
Hopped up on this liquor
Tryna feel on her figure get this shit out my system
Haven't f*ck in a minute so I'ma f*ck her like I miss her

I'ma f*ck her like I miss her
I'ma f*ck her like I miss her
I'ma f*ck her like I miss her
I'ma f*ck her like I miss her

Multiple shots, of that liquor ,
Plus, I've been blowin' no filter,
That's one hell of a mixture,

Hopped on my phone ta , see who f*ckin' with a nigga,
Call a friend and see if I can come dick her
She say she with a nigga
I'm like, who the f*ck is your nigga
Matter fact , f*ck your nigga
Kick him out finna come f*ck with ya
Tell him here somethin' came up and you ain't gotta handle this issue
Slide in give her a hug she don't peck her lips
Cause I don't kiss her,
Sit down, replace my pistol

Actin like you shy, why you actin' all distant
You know what I'm here for
She say she ain't wet
And she ask me can I eat her
That's out the the way I asked her girl
Tell me what you figure
I'm sorry, you a screw, and I just came to drill ya

Man, I hope she pick up
Cause, I'm tryna come hit her
I done f*cked round, turnt up and
Hopped up on this liquor
Tryna feel on her figure get this shit out my system
Haven't f*ck in a minute so I'ma f*ck her like I miss her

I'ma f*ck her like I miss her
I'ma f*ck her like I miss her
I'ma f*ck her like I miss her
I'ma f*ck her like I miss her

She's playin' with my dick and balls

Her mouth monkey in the middle
I ask her is she catchin' it
Or you gon' let it drizzle
On your face oh you tryna f*ck

Let me roll the jigga
I can't tell, ain't no flame with you and ol' boy
Not even a flicker
She say move your gun, so I moved it just a little

Ain't tellin' if your boy come back
And he wanna play tough nigga
And you know how I get whenever
I'm on that liquor

But I ain't gon' lie yo
Ass softer then some tissue
Playin' with her belly button
She said stop cause it tickle

F*ck her then she back blowin' me just like a whistle
Like she an official
Pull up my pants and get back to this money
Cause she know that I'ma go getta

Man, I hope she pick up
Cause, I'm tryna come hit her
I done f*cked round, turnt up and
Hopped up on this liquor
Tryna feel on her figure get this shit out my system
Haven't f*ck in a minute so I'ma f*ck her like I miss her

I'ma f*ck her like I miss her
I'ma f*ck her like I miss her
I'ma f*ck her like I miss her
I'ma f*ck her like I miss her