Ferrari Ferrell - Call the Police lyrics

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Ferrari Ferrell - Call the Police lyrics

[Intro] Ha Thugger Who Thugger [Hook](Young Thug) No n***a f**in' with me (With me) Got ya' b**h f**in' with me (Ling b**h) Nah' I never pay for p (No way) Got that b**h f**in' for free (Got her f**in' for free) Never seen that n***a sellin' d** but that n***a look like he sellin keys (n***a lookin like he sellin' keys) She talkin' all that sh** had to break that b**h down to her knees make her call the police I f** her, i f** her, I f** her, she yellin, the neighbors they call the police These n***as be snitchin', they tellin, they actin' so gangsta but (Call the police!) You n***as don't know about me I always been a motha f**in' G That's why NWA Middle finger out, f** the police! [Verse 1] - Ferrari Ferrell I always been a n***a from the block, with the Glocks, n***a ready for the OPS (Glao) I see the blue lights I start itchen, god damn I'm allergic to cops (Itchin Boi) n***as be talkin' that talk, sh** but when it comes down to, it's nothin (Ling) I laugh at you haters, cause really my n***a I'm all about money (Racks, Racks!) I'm f**in' you're sister, She already in but she yellin' she cummin I'm trickin' them oo, I'm tricken them b**hes to get in they stomach She so full of sh**, I hit it and fix it, she call me the plumber I f** her and leave her, I don't get her number They callin me rari, the (?) in commas like [Hook] No n***a f**in' with me (With me) Got ya' b**h f**in' with me (Ling b**h) Nah' I never pay for p (No way) Got that b**h f**in' for free (Got her f**in' for free) Never seen that n***a sellin' d** but that n***a look like he sellin keys (n***a lookin like he sellin' keys) She talkin' all that sh** had to break that b**h down to her knees make her call the police I f** her, i f** her, I f** her, she yellin, the neighbors they call the police These n***as be snitchin', they tellin, they actin' so gangsta but (Call the police!) You n***as don't know about me I always been a motha f**in' G That's why NWA Middle finger out, f** the police! [Verse 2] - Young Thug f** is you talkin' bout? b**h you offending me f** n***as stealin my swag, bring my sh** back and start renting) me (Oooo) Brr, Brr, Break a wing off of the bird now it's leaned on me Now the b**h wanna depend on me (Why) Fingerin these girls that would (?) on me I just, spent like, 50, bands on my wardrobe, I need me like 2 b**hes I'm not, talkin' bout them new blue face hundreds when I say the room full of new b**hes Meanie, Minnie, Mo, who wanna f** on my bro? Whippin' up doe, How the f** do I sleep in the trenches and I hate the poepoe (SWOOP) [Hook] No n***a f**in' with me (With me) Got ya' b**h f**in' with me (Ling b**h) Nah' I never pay for p (No way) Got that b**h f**in' for free (Got her f**in' for free) Never seen that n***a sellin' d** but that n***a look like he sellin keys (n***a lookin like he sellin' keys) She talkin' all that sh** had to break that b**h down to her knees make her call the police I f** her, i f** her, I f** her, she yellin, the neighbors they call the police These n***as be snitchin', they tellin, they actin' so gangsta but (Call the police!) You n***as don't know about me I always been a motha f**in' G That's why NWA Middle finger out, f** the police!