letra de 1800 call sam - samuel shabazz
[intro]
(1800 for you)
samuel
[verse]
don’t get yo’ head bust (yeah), we some head crackers (yeah)
used to have it for the low, n-gga, now i’m taxin’ (yeah)
i would have did it for your budget just to make it happen (make it, yeah)
sorry, thanks for coppin’ (yeah), now i hope you stackin’ (yeah)
b-tches was pump fakin’, n-gga still cappin’ (yeah)
she used to blow me off, now she call me daddy (yeah)
i ain’t into that, but she blow savvy (yeah)
where the dope at? yeah, her head crack (yeah)
i just left she wanna meet me, so i sped back
i ain’t f-ck yet the head whack, i had dead that
every time she fall in love, she ask me where my b-tch at
every time she get mad she say how i ain’t sh-t, bet
i’ma head buster (yeah), don’t get yo’ head cracked (get it cracked, yeah)
i used to have it for the low n-gga, now i’m taxin’ (yeah)
i heard you playin’ with a lil’ white like michael jackson (like michael, yeah)
i heard you went and got a lil’ ice and took it back (like what? yeah)
f-ck these n-ggas sayin’ (what?) how these n-ggas playin’ it? (huh)
anytime i did a lil’ right, i payed for that (what the f-ck?)
have you ever changed a n-gga life and they forget? (yeah)
i know how to lose everything and make it back (yeah, yeah)
tell my granny i’m a rich n-gga (yeah), b-tch hitter (yeah), necklace lit up (yeah, necklace lit up)
always had a pot to p-ss, my spoon glistenin’ (yeah)
always had a lil’ bit, i wasn’t trippin’ but (yeah)
if we really was rich, i would’ve bought —- with it (yeah)
f-ck y’all, what y’all think this is, n-gga? (what this about, yeah)
i evolved to big dog at just a lil’ n-gga
even when i was a lil’ n-gga, i wasn’t a lil’ n-gga (yeah)
back when she was all good, i wasn’t all good with it
now i’ma head buster (yeah), don’t get yo’ head cracked (yeah)
i used to have it for the low n-gga, now i’m taxin’ (woah, wow, yeah)
every month march madness, ballin’, changin’ brackets (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
i know how they change on you, they can’t know i got it (yeah)
they can smell the money (yeah), b-tch, i’m back in action (like what? yeah)
i done got it goin’, i ain’t goin’ backwards (i ain’t goin’)
i ain’t walkin’ down (yeah), i pulled up and cashed it (wow)
we used to leave sh-t on layaway at tj maxx (too real)
[outro]
plane boy (plane boy), like why do you play games with me? (haha)
clearly i want you (mm), i made it obvious (plane boy, why you be doing me like that?)
i put myself in a position so that you can see me and recognize me (you be like)
but you still don’t give me the time of the day (coming in my life and disappearing all my life)
and what’s up
all these other n-ggas out of my mind (what’s up with that? really plane boy?)
they applying presser, and you, not so much (that’s all you moving now?)
you tryna do the music sh-t (you ain’t got no time for me no more, acting funny)
i get that, but make time for me (you got you a couple of dollars and you out here moving away from me)
like, bae, you was in my city and you couldn’t even pull up (the f-ck out of here)
that sh-t makes me bad
and to be honest, i don’t even know if i’m gon’ f-ck with you anymore (really plane boy? you acting funny like that with me now)
like, prolly just get my p-ssy away to somebody else (you are real weird, real weird)
you don’t deserve it anyways (haha)
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