
pick up da phone (og) - jourdan brothern lyrics
[chorus]
pick up the phone, uh (pick that sh*t up)
pick up the phone, uh (pick that sh*t up)
pick up the phone, uh (pick that sh*t up)
pick up the phone, uh, yeah (pick that sh*t up)
pick that sh*t, pick that sh*t (uh, uh)
pick that sh*t, pick that sh*t (uh, uh)
yeah we goin’, yeah we goin’ (uh, uh)
pick that sh*t, pick that sh*t (uh, uh)
[verse 1]
i feel like trippie, miss this rage, you n*ggas hatin’ did i miss a page?, uh
i can’t f*ck wit’ none of y’all b*tch n*ggas y’all act way too lame, uh
i might grab up on my choppa, we can play the same game, uh
i can’t f*ck wit’ none of y’all b*tch n*ggas y’all chase all that fame, uh
all my diamonds be freezin’, yeah them sh*ts cold, it’s the middle of the summer, they warmin’ me up
and these n*ggas be wonderin why i sit there leanin’
’cause there’s lean up in my double cup
yeah these n*ggas be hatin’ that sh*t on the gram
but these n*ggas know that i don’t give a f*ck
yeah these n*ggas be hatin’ that sh*t on the gram
but these n*ggas know that i don’t give a f*ck
[chorus]
pick up the phone, uh (pick that sh*t up)
pick up the phone, uh (pick that sh*t up)
pick up the phone, uh (pick that sh*t up)
pick up the phone, uh, yeah (pick that sh*t up)
pick that sh*t, pick that sh*t (uh, uh)
pick that sh*t, pick that sh*t (uh, uh)
yeah we goin’, yeah we goin’ (uh, uh)
pick that sh*t, pick that sh*t (uh, uh)
[verse 2]
yeah, his money green, my money blue
his money old, my money new
these n*ggas said i won’t get anywhere, but these b*tches on my tool
all my hunnids f*ckin’ blue, b*tch ass n*gga who is you?
i told that b*tch to pick up the phone, guess i don’t need no more lube
his nose was runny, she on my d*ck and she bounce like a bunny, bounce like a bunny
b*tch ass n*gga making jokes and he think he funny, think he funny
my diamonds shinin’ bright, make it look like it’s sunny, look like it’s sunny
yeah, i own all you n*ggas y’all my f*ckin’ sonny’s, f*ckin’ sonny’s
yeah, she callin’ me daddy, yeah, i’m somebody father, oh my god
all this drip up on me and it look like water, uh, oh my god
[?] day i can still go f*ck up on ya thot
these b*tch ass n*ggas on the gram and they hate a lot
[chorus]
pick up the phone, uh (pick that sh*t up)
pick up the phone, uh (pick that sh*t up)
pick up the phone, uh (pick that sh*t up)
pick up the phone, uh, yeah (pick that sh*t up)
pick that sh*t, pick that sh*t (uh, uh)
pick that sh*t, pick that sh*t (uh, uh)
yeah we goin’, yeah we goin’ (uh, uh)
pick that sh*t, pick that sh*t (uh, uh)
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