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Pick up the phone
Jamaican papa not home
The streets keep calling
But I hit the dial tone
Turn up the volume
Listening to my tunes
Did it in my living room, Now it's on the iTunes
Three gal beside me like the
I Threes
For your recognition,
I would never
Get on my knees
My own boss,
Tuff Chat ENT
They seeing how I'm moving
So they hating a nigga
Secretly
There's rules to every game, You ain't gotta agree with me
Everybody with money ain't Real and vice-versa
Pray to God, show me mercy
Used to feel like I wasn't gon' Live to see 30
But at 33
Life more precious to the G
I made
Peace with my enemies
They still losing sleep
Jah Know
Yea though I walk through The valley of the creeps
I fear no evil,
The Glocky always on thee
Type real
Show love
But don't love everybody
Cause life's ills
Will have you feeling Disembodied
And a man of my skill set will Fillet the skin off your body
Let a nigga try me
I bust my gun the earthquake
Cause a tsunami
I made the world shake
Niggas is mid Like the Factory of cheesecake
I'm A1
Like a Peter Luger beefsteak
I couldn't tell you how a Queef tastes
Don't tell me what you Could've did if you were 6'8"
Your daddy could've shot you On the bed if you was a Mistake
Fix your face
If I stop your ass mid-take
Humble yourself in the Presence of one of the greats
You running off your mouth, But I'm
Running off the place
I used to only sell plates While you lived
At your mama's base
What else
I'm supposed to say
A top-notch recording artist, And that's what you get on stage
Pick up the phone Jamaica, Papa not home
The streets keep calling, but I hit the dial tone
Turn up the volume, listening to my tunes
Did it in my living room, now it's on the iTunes
Pick up the phone, Jamaica, Papa not home
The streets keep calling, but I hit the dial tone
Turn up the volume, listening to my tunes
Did it in my living room, now it's on the iTunes
Pick up the phone Jamaica, Papa not home
The streets keep calling, but I hit the dial tone
Turn up the volume, listening to my tunes
Did it in my living room, now it's on the iTunes
Pick up the phone, Jamaica, Papa not home
The streets keep calling, but I hit the dial tone
Turn up the volume, listening to my tunes
Did it in my living room, now it's on the iTunes
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Pick up the phone
Jamaican papa not home
The streets keep calling
But I hit the dial tone
Turn up the volume
Listening to my tunes
Did it in my living room, Now it's on the iTunes
Three gal beside me like the
I Threes
For your recognition,
I would never
Get on my knees
My own boss,
Tuff Chat ENT
They seeing how I'm moving
So they hating a nigga
Secretly
There's rules to every game, You ain't gotta agree with me
Everybody with money ain't Real and vice-versa
Pray to God, show me mercy
Used to feel like I wasn't gon' Live to see 30
But at 33
Life more precious to the G
I made
Peace with my enemies
They still losing sleep
Jah Know
Yea though I walk through The valley of the creeps
I fear no evil,
The Glocky always on thee
Type real
Show love
But don't love everybody
Cause life's ills
Will have you feeling Disembodied
And a man of my skill set will Fillet the skin off your body
Let a nigga try me
I bust my gun the earthquake
Cause a tsunami
I made the world shake
Niggas is mid Like the Factory of cheesecake
I'm A1
Like a Peter Luger beefsteak
I couldn't tell you how a Queef tastes
Don't tell me what you Could've did if you were 6'8"
Your daddy could've shot you On the bed if you was a Mistake
Fix your face
If I stop your ass mid-take
Humble yourself in the Presence of one of the greats
You running off your mouth, But I'm
Running off the place
I used to only sell plates While you lived
At your mama's base
What else
I'm supposed to say
A top-notch recording artist, And that's what you get on stage
Pick up the phone Jamaica, Papa not home
The streets keep calling, but I hit the dial tone
Turn up the volume, listening to my tunes
Did it in my living room, now it's on the iTunes
Pick up the phone, Jamaica, Papa not home
The streets keep calling, but I hit the dial tone
Turn up the volume, listening to my tunes
Did it in my living room, now it's on the iTunes
Pick up the phone Jamaica, Papa not home
The streets keep calling, but I hit the dial tone
Turn up the volume, listening to my tunes
Did it in my living room, now it's on the iTunes
Pick up the phone, Jamaica, Papa not home
The streets keep calling, but I hit the dial tone
Turn up the volume, listening to my tunes
Did it in my living room, now it's on the iTunes
Are still busy
If you would like to
Receive a call back
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Pick up the phone
Jamaican papa not home
The streets keep calling
But I hit the dial tone
Turn up the volume
Listening to my tunes
Did it in my living room, Now it's on the iTunes
Three gal beside me like the
I Threes
For your recognition,
I would never
Get on my knees
My own boss,
Tuff Chat ENT
They seeing how I'm moving
So they hating a nigga
Secretly
There's rules to every game, You ain't gotta agree with me
Everybody with money ain't Real and vice-versa
Pray to God, show me mercy
Used to feel like I wasn't gon' Live to see 30
But at 33
Life more precious to the G
I made
Peace with my enemies
They still losing sleep
Jah Know
Yea though I walk through The valley of the creeps
I fear no evil,
The Glocky always on thee
Type real
Show love
But don't love everybody
Cause life's ills
Will have you feeling Disembodied
And a man of my skill set will Fillet the skin off your body
Let a nigga try me
I bust my gun the earthquake
Cause a tsunami
I made the world shake
Niggas is mid Like the Factory of cheesecake
I'm A1
Like a Peter Luger beefsteak
I couldn't tell you how a Queef tastes
Don't tell me what you Could've did if you were 6'8"
Your daddy could've shot you On the bed if you was a Mistake
Fix your face
If I stop your ass mid-take
Humble yourself in the Presence of one of the greats
You running off your mouth, But I'm
Running off the place
I used to only sell plates While you lived
At your mama's base
What else
I'm supposed to say
A top-notch recording artist, And that's what you get on stage
Pick up the phone Jamaica, Papa not home
The streets keep calling, but I hit the dial tone
Turn up the volume, listening to my tunes
Did it in my living room, now it's on the iTunes
Pick up the phone, Jamaica, Papa not home
The streets keep calling, but I hit the dial tone
Turn up the volume, listening to my tunes
Did it in my living room, now it's on the iTunes
Pick up the phone Jamaica, Papa not home
The streets keep calling, but I hit the dial tone
Turn up the volume, listening to my tunes
Did it in my living room, now it's on the iTunes
Pick up the phone, Jamaica, Papa not home
The streets keep calling, but I hit the dial tone
Turn up the volume, listening to my tunes
Did it in my living room, now it's on the iTunes
Writer: Nijah Cunningham
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid