Time to time
I tell 'em I don't love 'em I just f*ck '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
You a nerd so you cuff her
I could hardly trust these bitches
I learn they no sucker
On that gas like a trucker
Smack the ass when I f*ck her
I get plenty love, it's all of the above
I'm on Gin and drugs, give me some
Then it's straight to the club
Pockets fillin' up
Niggas love trynna hate on us
They ain't real enough
Always fill the building up
Young and I'm rich as f*ck text your bitch
I ain't trynna "Netflix & Chill" with her
I'mma roll a joint
Give her the best dick she ever had
She don't f*ck then I'mma get
Her bestfriend instead of her
My cash is irregular
I bag bitches everywhere
Got some clothes still got on the
Tags that I don't never wear
You in last smokin', doin' dabs
I run through the cash
They tryna argue nah they lay
With all this foreign
You don't believe a word
You hear us all the same
You been here time to time
You heard it all before
After I f*ck you once I'll never call again
These bitches be like dick hoppin'
Clique hoppin' for better positions
Pillow talking to any nigga payin' attention
They on a mission tryna fog
Up a players vision f*ck then I'm finished
Before you leave bitch go clean that kitchen
I ain't gon lie oh yeah the
Chacho was a victim once
Before that happened again you will
Catch me smokin' blunts
And all I do is papers, all I'm bout is paper
Love you for the night
Tomorrow we are strangers
You ain't gotta call cause I ain't
Textin' "Can we kick it?" no reply
You text again like I thought
We had a connection
I text back "Bitch I ain't that type of guy"
Gang over everything
Taylor, Diamond Lane we the reconnected
Bombay and bomb dick bitch
Is better then expected bossed up
F*ckin' top so you better not disrespect it
Compton to the f*ckin' burbs we connected
Hit the exit
They tryna argue nah they lay
With all this foreign
You don't believe a word
You hear us all the same
You been here time to time
You heard it all before
After I f*ck you once I'll never call again
Call Again Video (MV)
Performed By: Wiz Khalifa
Language: English
Written by: Cameron Thomaz, Jason Martin, Jordan Houston, Ostin Harvey
Wiz Khalifa - Call Again Lyrics
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Time to time
I tell 'em I don't love 'em I just f*ck '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
You a nerd so you cuff her
I could hardly trust these bitches
I learn they no sucker
On that gas like a trucker
Smack the ass when I f*ck her
I get plenty love, it's all of the above
I'm on Gin and drugs, give me some
Then it's straight to the club
Pockets fillin' up
Niggas love trynna hate on us
They ain't real enough
Always fill the building up
Young and I'm rich as f*ck text your bitch
I ain't trynna "Netflix & Chill" with her
I'mma roll a joint
Give her the best dick she ever had
She don't f*ck then I'mma get
Her bestfriend instead of her
My cash is irregular
I bag bitches everywhere
Got some clothes still got on the
Tags that I don't never wear
You in last smokin', doin' dabs
I run through the cash
They tryna argue nah they lay
With all this foreign
You don't believe a word
You hear us all the same
You been here time to time
You heard it all before
After I f*ck you once I'll never call again
These bitches be like dick hoppin'
Clique hoppin' for better positions
Pillow talking to any nigga payin' attention
They on a mission tryna fog
Up a players vision f*ck then I'm finished
Before you leave bitch go clean that kitchen
I ain't gon lie oh yeah the
Chacho was a victim once
Before that happened again you will
Catch me smokin' blunts
And all I do is papers, all I'm bout is paper
Love you for the night
Tomorrow we are strangers
You ain't gotta call cause I ain't
Textin' "Can we kick it?" no reply
You text again like I thought
We had a connection
I text back "Bitch I ain't that type of guy"
Gang over everything
Taylor, Diamond Lane we the reconnected
Bombay and bomb dick bitch
Is better then expected bossed up
F*ckin' top so you better not disrespect it
Compton to the f*ckin' burbs we connected
Hit the exit
They tryna argue nah they lay
With all this foreign
You don't believe a word
You hear us all the same
You been here time to time
You heard it all before
After I f*ck you once I'll never call again
I tell 'em I don't love 'em I just f*ck '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
You a nerd so you cuff her
I could hardly trust these bitches
I learn they no sucker
On that gas like a trucker
Smack the ass when I f*ck her
I get plenty love, it's all of the above
I'm on Gin and drugs, give me some
Then it's straight to the club
Pockets fillin' up
Niggas love trynna hate on us
They ain't real enough
Always fill the building up
Young and I'm rich as f*ck text your bitch
I ain't trynna "Netflix & Chill" with her
I'mma roll a joint
Give her the best dick she ever had
She don't f*ck then I'mma get
Her bestfriend instead of her
My cash is irregular
I bag bitches everywhere
Got some clothes still got on the
Tags that I don't never wear
You in last smokin', doin' dabs
I run through the cash
They tryna argue nah they lay
With all this foreign
You don't believe a word
You hear us all the same
You been here time to time
You heard it all before
After I f*ck you once I'll never call again
These bitches be like dick hoppin'
Clique hoppin' for better positions
Pillow talking to any nigga payin' attention
They on a mission tryna fog
Up a players vision f*ck then I'm finished
Before you leave bitch go clean that kitchen
I ain't gon lie oh yeah the
Chacho was a victim once
Before that happened again you will
Catch me smokin' blunts
And all I do is papers, all I'm bout is paper
Love you for the night
Tomorrow we are strangers
You ain't gotta call cause I ain't
Textin' "Can we kick it?" no reply
You text again like I thought
We had a connection
I text back "Bitch I ain't that type of guy"
Gang over everything
Taylor, Diamond Lane we the reconnected
Bombay and bomb dick bitch
Is better then expected bossed up
F*ckin' top so you better not disrespect it
Compton to the f*ckin' burbs we connected
Hit the exit
They tryna argue nah they lay
With all this foreign
You don't believe a word
You hear us all the same
You been here time to time
You heard it all before
After I f*ck you once I'll never call again
Writer: Cameron Thomaz, Jason Martin, Jordan Houston, Ostin Harvey
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC