Yo Gotti - Clickin lyrics

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Yo Gotti - Clickin lyrics

[Intro: Juelz Santana] Hello {*echoes*} Hello {*echoes*} Yeah, yeah, uh... [Hook: Juelz Santana] Hello? (Hello?) What up, n***a? (What up, n***a?) Hello? (Hello?) What up, b**h? (What up, b**h?) Who me? (Who me?) I'm doing fine (I'm doing fine) Hold on, I got that money calling on the other line My phone clickin' (clickin') my phone clickin' (hello) If you ain't talking bout money, I ain't tryna' listen My phone clickin' (hello), my phone clickin' (uh) I got that phone clickin' (uh) my phone clickin' [Juelz Santana] My phone clickin' (chick-clickin') hope that's the plug That's just your girl, I know what she want My phone clickin' (click-clickin') is that you honey? Not you b**h, thought I was talking to the money Phone clickin', you need something? My phone clickin', you need something? (Huh) Cheap beef like climaxin', tellin' pussies, I keep busting All you do is listen, you air hustlin', my phone clickin', I'm air hustlin' (yeah) Rick Ross when he came out, everyday I'm still +Hustlin'+ (uh) Hit the block and I'm head huntin', big gun like I'm deer huntin' Bring it back like cook crack, yeah n***a, I still trouble (yeah) Blowing money, I'm still stuntin', take mine, I dare someone Like 2 Chainz I k** weaves, but I send 'em back with they hair done My eyes low from the loud (loud), I'm comatose I need a new safe, my sh** done overflowed Just called the bank, my account on overload Still got that Novocaine, b**h don't overdose [Hook] [Yo Gotti] Where my trap junkie? My phone clickin' (hello) You owe me something (p**y), and the clock tickin' (tick, tick, tick) My phone clickin', my b**h drippin' My work ain't jumping back, I'm in the kitchen clickin' (work) b**h I feel like JFK (chea), traveling the world while you n***as hate (hah) Blew a twenty piece in K.O.D., other piece in D.O.A. (Chea) b**h called me on three-way (three-way), n***as better pre-pay Cause once I get this work in (work), I'mma hit the E-way Pulled up in a Phantom, you don't know the feeling Money to the ceiling, tryna' make a k**ing Ain't got time for these b**hes cause I'm on my grind Clicked over, tell that ho I'm on the other line (hello) b**h, I'm gone... b**h, I'm on f** you sayin'... [Hook]