letra de phone down - leone.mon
[intro]
[chorus: erykah badu]
i can make you put your phone down
i can make you, i can make you
i can make you put your phone down
i can make you put your phone down
i can make you, i can make you
i can make you put your phone down
[verse 1: leone.mon]
i’ve been tryna take it higher man, higher man
when you control the hoes they wanna fire man
yeah, that’s why they eyeing man
but you ain’t got no metal, why you eyeing man?
i’m humble but its got them thinking that they could just try it fam
if i make my donny draw the ting it ain’t a diagram
p-ss me the frying pan, i’m cooking up
wrist game hurricane, they can’t even try and stand
anyway i bring in my mandem cos this might bang
now i’m texting the address with my right hand
why your maxi looking so tight ma’am?
she finessing in a dress what a sight
god d-mn, 47, call your bredrins
079-that’s all you’re getting (all you’re getting)
babygirl draw your weapon
turn your man +447
[chorus]
[verse 2: jkadet]
put the phone down
make her lock it like the front door when she goes out
these ladies ’round me they just wanna get their nose down
and i don’t do no blow it ain’t my profile
they just copped an o and still got no loud
i’ma crack a pack and have you zoned out
stopping by her bro’s house, she f-cking on the lowdown
oh wow, i came like a flat tire i roll loud
break up for the make up s-x i’ll f-ck you ’til it goes down
they don’t know my name i swear your roommates gonna know now
talking all that smack until i roll ’round
call me james that batty written by road dahl
giant peach, how you mean? how you mean?
i’ve been stuck to the queen like we were born siamese
only difference is i’m older, no more corn via me
spend the night, now she wanna spend the week
[chorus]
[verse 3: av allure]
i’m that n-gga make you put your phone down
i’m that n-gga make you bring your hoes out
i’m that n-gga calling all the showdowns
i’m a dog but she be on all fours now yeah
i’m getting higher what’s the lowdown?
if you can roll up baby roll down
ain’t got no brakes no need to slow down
have you singing like its motown (f-ck it)
last night i had a model tryna buy me juice
last week another model tried to buy me shoes
i can see something in common think i’ll introduce
two bad b-tches with me, man how can i lose?
oh lord, oh god need another boost
drop some ac’ up in this sprite and get this f-cker loose
i’m that f-cking dude my n-gga, who the f-ck are you?
have you doing sh-t you said you’d never do
[outro]
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