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ring ring - domm999 lyrics

[intro: travis scott]
you were so bad, i couldn’t help it, i couldn’t help myself
i wouldn’t be mad when it’s all over, i did my best
h*llo (h*llo), i’m callin’ from out of this world (out of this)
i know you bitter, i’m talkin’ to other girls (ooh*ooh, ooh*ooh, ooh)
ooh, ooh, ooh*ooh (yo, chase b)
i’m waitin’, still waitin’ (ooh*ooh, ooh*ooh)
patiently, i’m waitin’ (ooh*ooh)
waitin’, i’m waitin’ (yeah)
yeah

[verse 1: don toliver]
already know lil’ shawty got it
the way she bend it over on the sofa, body*body
i had two twenty five, i spent that sh*t right out my pocket
and pulled up to that lot and told the dealer “i gotta cop it”
you think you goin’ big*on*big*on*big, you need to stop it
you went and dropped your sh*t, it didn’t hit, you went and flopped it
i got all my hoes from way back then, they keep it sloppy
i done went too cold, i’m in these streets, i’m out my body
i’m gettin’ deep in it (ooh, woo*ooh), you was on my christmas list
oh, d*mn, i met you, i won’t regret you, but i’m like, “who is this?”
she got them talkin’ about them things, i’m like, “you’re ludicrous”
you gotta calm down right now, you know i do this sh*t
i bet it ring, ring, i bet it ring, ring
and i’m like, “who is this?,” i’m on some houston sh*t
i bet it ring, ring, i bet it ring, ring
and i’m like, “who is this?,” and i’m like “who is this?,” “who?”
when i’m sittin’ on the couch smokin’ biscotti
the way she bend it over, man, she gotta do pilates
when i’m sittin’ on the couch smokin’ biscotti
the way she bend it over, man, she gotta do pilates
[verse 2: kid cudi]
serving heat up meaner than your team’s is out the gate (yeah)
oh man, yeah, i been struggling, dodging these n*ggas that love to go hate
boom*boom, you can’t overlook him, ’bout to go postal, tell me who relate
and then i’m lost in the freeway, buck ten, thinking ’bout the life i made, hey, hey (ah)
doomed since i left the womb, where i run to?
and it’s like i’m in a battle, leakin’ from a wound (yeah)
praise god, thank you, never left me on my own (no)
shades locked over my eyes, my disguise is on (gone)
d*mn, he found it, that pure bliss, i’m wildin’ (wildin’)
tryna stay grounded, keep my n*ggas around me (yeah)
sometimes on my dolo
while i pull up a smooth toke, lift up pr*nto
i’m rubbin’ on her body
with my eyes on the road, them toes, this hotty (yeah)

[outro: ty dolla $ign]
just call me again, my baby
when you want it i be on my way
i told you we would be okay
okay, okay
ooh*yeah
i let it ring, ring (ooh, ooh*ooh)
i let it ring, ring (ooh*yeah)

- domm999 lyrics

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