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letra de phone call - amun-ra

[intro]
okay let’s go
(my eyes won’t blink anymore, so uh does anybody have any eye drops?)

[chorus]
yeah, call me on my phone
hit me on me on my celly
make sure you’re alone
meeting you up at the telly
calling me on my-
make sure you’re alone
hit me on my celly

[verse]
young n-gga, young n-gga had 2 phones, i was inside the ville
but they told me that they dropping it off
bloodmoneygang had the plug for days, i link up
‘drop i ain’t taking no loss
‘member back then i was inside the kitchen, would
flеx, flex with a new fake voss
witnеss me carry these n-ggas then bury these n-ggas, i really ain’t taking no loss
i love my money and i love my swag, i got no choice so i’m taking it back
i had my turn, she back in the streets, she think i’m playing, i’m giving her back
treat it like robbery, breaking a safe, all of my robbers gon’ run with a stack
gimme your heart, i swear imma break it, but don’t worry baby i’m breaking your back, yeah
had a bad b-tch sitting on the rear, that’s clear
and i’m sipping on something you could fear, that’s clear
had to go on baby switch gear, that’s clear
you can tell that we really ain’t coming from here
putting a ring on the money, that’s marriage
coz being my b-tch really come with a standard
smoking today, hope tomorrow ain’t coming
i see you good, shawty been photo dumping
straight to the moon, i tell em’ how we comin’
thinking she love me but she want my money
guess what they saying oh mr amun
thinking you playing oh mr amun
say you a cheater oh mr amun
mr amun, turn up the bass
turn up the volume and turn up the hue
i see 10 n-ggas inside of a room and i walk right through, oh mr amun
deep in the trench and they askin’ where i got it from, told em’ can’t touch this flow
i heard em’ n-ggas is dying, i’m taking no chances, i rather just stay on the low
stay on the low
stay on the low with my brothers and folks
p-ssy got whacked, had to go make a toast
i heard a p-ssy got whacked
a p-ssy got whacked
a p-ssy got whacked, now i’m happy
had to consider myself
consider myself, consider myself
consider myself, now i’m happy
had to consider myself
consider myself
letting her go now i’m happy
i do it all, whatever it takes, securing the bag
just give me the addy
[chorus]
just call me on my phone
hit me on me on my celly
make sure you’re alone
meeting you up at the telly
calling me on my-
make sure you’re alone
hit me on my-

- amun ra

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