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letra de facetime - jim jones, capella grey & dyce payso

[intro: drama2br]
you said i don’t ever make time
you say i don’t make time (you hear that right there? diny made that, haha-haha)
oh, no, no-no

[verse 1: capella grey]
how i, i do the p-ssy, yeah, i spoil you
that’s why you always pick up when i call you
you know you not going nowhere
it don’t even have to be like that, i swear

[chorus: drama2br]
you said i don’t ever make time (i don’t ever make time)
f-ck with you at night time, don’t f-ck with you in daytime (oh, no)
you just wanna call my phone (call my phone)
’cause you think i’m with some hoes and i never wanna facetime (never wanna facetime)
i can be the one that you call (oh, woah)
every time you goin’ through it all, every time that you fall (fall)
i can be the one that you call (the one that you call)
when you going broke and you see a n-gga ballin’ and you just wanna roll-roll (roll)

[verse 2: dyce payso]
i hit your line when i need you
girl, i’m just tryna please you, do the things that we do
i ain’t tryna seed you, just tryna eat you
and when they say your name, i just peek through (peek through)
yeah, yeah, ’cause you said, you said i’m the only one you f-ckin’ (that’s what you said)
yeah, ’cause you said, you said i’m the only one you trust
[chorus: drama2br & jim jones]
you said i don’t ever make time (i don’t ever make time)
f-ck with you at night time, don’t f-ck with you in daytime (oh, no)
you just wanna call my phone (call my phone)
’cause you think i’m with some hoes and i never wanna facetime (never wanna facetime)
i can be the one that you call (oh, woah, yeah, hey)
every time you goin’ through it all, every time that you fall (fall, what?)
i can be the one that you call (the one that you call, uh-uh)
when you going broke and you see a n-gga ballin’ and you just wanna roll-roll (uh, uh, capo, roll)

[verse 3: jim jones]
she be mad when i don’t pick up on the facetime (what?)
she can turn the x and o into a hate crime (chill)
’til i start slam-duckin’ on that p-ssy from the baseline (oh, you like that?)
now i gotta gas like somebody cut the brake lines (silly)
there’s always somethin’ that she naggin’ me for (what you want now?)
just last week it was the bag from dior (uh-huh)
or was it chanel? i can’t tell if i bagged her before (be honest)
now i got her jumpin’ on flights with no baggage aboard (uh)
who the f-ck need clothes? we skinny-dippin’ in new jacuzzies (wet)
like the water on my eagle and the piece that got the uzi’s (wet)
i’m not one of these n-ggas, please do not confuse me (uh-uh)
all these thots tryna f-ck, y’all do not amuse me (grrt)

- jim jones capella grey dyce payso

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