Lyrics

Baby What's ya number Can i call you I'm trying to Fall through What's up Baby What's ya number Can i call you I'm trying to Fall through What's up I'm in a new era Always in a fitted Spit that classic shit So niggaz won't forget Dope like Herion My shit Ain't stepped on Grab your bible Get yo bless On Get yo Flex on Cop a new fit Then get ya Step on We up In this bitch Still epmd Always making Dollars Still up The hood The loud Make'm Holla Blackberry molasses Baby is a scholar Type to give you Conversation With an Hour glass That how it is boy Fucking with a Thorough bread On my Special Ed Magnificent Got it made No alcohol Go ahead Get me some lemonade Life throws lemons I find space in the shade Give her attention And compliment Her Ways Tell her the truth And Listen to what she says Baby What's ya number Can i call you I'm trying to Fall through What's up Baby What's ya number Can i call you I'm trying to Fall through What's up So wont you give me call So we can fallback Do what we gotta do And leave it at that Summer time winter time As long as we winning time Once again it's on tell me How you like yours I like mine the same way She wanna come around ways see I'm not even trippin I'm doing my thing Ghost patrick swayze Got me out here and I'm all up out my body All she wanna do is Sing hey loddie doddie It's like a party going on And everybody's coming I got different strokes And i'm phil drummond Aint got no time for the games She wanna know whats going on We switching lanes top down Screaming out money still aint a thing Once again it's on let your oh She just wanna hit me up I just wanna live it down Once again its on Tell me how you like me now Baby What's ya number Can i call you I'm trying to Fall through What's up Baby What's ya number Can i call you I'm trying to Fall through What's up
Writer(s): Tavares Garrett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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