Ty Fyffe - Stop Calling lyrics

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Ty Fyffe - Stop Calling lyrics

(Yo, pa** me that phone) Cam: Hello? Guy: Yo, yo, can I speak to Cam? Cam: f** is this B? State ya name Guy: Yo, yo, hello yo, you don't know me O nothing like that, though dog But Yaknawhamsayin'? I keep it gully though Ad sh** like that though dog But I'm tryin', KnawhaImean? Cam: Hold up, hold up, hold up calm down man You keep it gully and all this? What's going on What's your name fam? Guy: Doggie, doggie, you don't know me doggie Nggaz, n***as just stay the f** from my girl and sh** You know what I'm sayin? My n***a gutter told me and sh** dog I'm tryin' find out, though wat's poppin' and sh** man, word up Y'all n***as f** with my girl yall n***as better tell me Tell me or something B, word up [Cam] Tell Mya, and tell you? Calm, you're not even talking right dog I mean who's your girl? [Guy] Yo doggie, yo doggie you playin' games? You playin' games doggie? When I catch you doggie, it ain't gonna be so f**ing funny doggie Y'all n***as think it's all sweet, right? You running around f**ing n***as girls like that sh**'s to do You think that sh**'s to do? That sh** ain't gully doggie I'mma catch you, word up (*screaming, phone clicks*) [Cam] n***as is f**ing crazy (*guy talks over beat*) (Cam'ron) Well, I'mma tell you straight up, homeboy cause it's a cold world Your wife, I call her "Oh girl" her head makes my toes curl And she awfully thick, help me get off these bricks Coffee kick, but after I bust, I be like "Get the f** off me b**h" If she front, bruise her in the ribs But you hugged her, you loved her, moved her in the crib Hit by cupid, stupid, why'd you do it? Why be bother? Why you holla? Three babies, three baby fathers Get wise kid, open your eyelids, cause that last abortion? That was my kid, that's right, but that I ain't followin' If she get pregnant again, it'd be from swallowin' But once in a while I dive in it, that car you bought? I be drivin' it, head while I'm drivin it Said you like to lay up dog, and play footies But she need a n***a with timbs, gats and straight hoodies [Guy] I got timbs, dog (Cam'ron) Well..she said you gotta get drunk, and I could f** her better sober You get 20 grams, and think you f**ing Erick Sosa Better choke her, she the female Bill Clinton Lie, Cheat and Smoke, you got her still sittin' Then she bouncin' in, so you wanna pounce her in She gas you up, "I love you, I swear to God we'll go to counseling" I ain't cherish ya cutie, inherit the booty Havin' her want to k** you like American Beauty k**a Cause you a motherf**ing rest haven I Put a gun to her head, paint a picture like Wes Craven Ya chest achin', cause I'm very blunt, ya stunt, wanna cherry pump Any extra kid, an extra check every month She givin' Jimmy head, Jeulz in her guts Dog, you feel in love wit a s*ut, What [Hook] Guy: Aiyyo, what's up with my girl that's my world? Cam: She a s*ut ho Guy: That's my life, that's my wife I love her Cam: Uh-oh, oh no, oh God Guy: Aiyyo, what's up with my girl that's my world Cam: She a s*ut ho Guy: That's my live, that's my wife, I love her Cam: Uh-oh, Oh no, Oh God, she a s*ut, she a freak [Cam talking] Aiyoo, you gonna call back right? Matter fact I ain't even do ya b**h dirty, for real I'mma let you holla at my man Gruff, he did her dirty for real Yo, Gruff, tell us more about his f**ing ho [McGruff] Aiyoo, me and Cam caught her, on camcorder Dogged her, kicked her out the O Tell you about ya ho, she's a b**h Came right between her lips You thinking I'm frontin', she got a birth mark between her tits And money, please stop calling n***as phones hara**in' She come home, don't wanna f**, we boned her back in You's a creep, and all do is use your freak And when we done, we send her home for you to keep You want beef? Punk f*ggot, we got stupid heat Aiyoo, you acting like you gonna die over p**y I ain't gonna front, I was hazed up, high in the p**y Yo, she greet me on GP, you buyin' the p**y Breathin hard on the other line, diein' to push me Crime crime, sip fine wine, puff lime, lime Laughing at the b**h on Primetime Me and k**a for reala, all of the sudden you wanna be a Gorilla n***a please, I'm quick to put three in a n***a You ain't nothing but a s**a for love She got you thinking it's love Hit her on the sink or in the tub A little head crack, while a n***a drinkin' a bub You be surprised what ya b**h could do She did sh** to us, she never did to you That ho mad psychical, cheesy b**h [Freaky Zeekey Talking] Yo, give me the motherf**ing phone n***a This stupid a** n***a coming around here Dailing my number, how the f** he get the... Listen n***a, ya b*tch ain't sh** anyway Her p**y no quality, and how the f** you gonna take This motherf**ing ho to the Hotel? She ain't nothin' but backseat, backshots You talking about "Oh I wanna soak ya feet baby I had a long day, I wanna make you feel right" She just got finished soaking my dick in her mouth n***a You put time in this ho, "Oh let me take her out Benihama's Oh let me get some Dolce and Gabbana" Motherf**er, I don't even know ya ho She f**ed me off my man deal f** is wrong with you n***a? You runnin' around tryin get her some sh** I left my dick in this b**h All my n***as got ya ho, you taking 'bout She tellin' me, you talkin' about "It just slide right in right now" You know why? Because big dicks up in her n***a f** you think? It just ease in for you And yo' b**h ain't sh**, n***a I done brought her to my house, f**ed her "Oh, put it in my a**, no, no, no, no not ya dick, ya whole fist" I turned around, my pop's dick in her mouth What's goin' on with this b**h?