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when the ex calling - plap fieldz lyrics

‘h*llo, this is a pre*paid collect call from “cam” an inmate at florida correctional institution. this call is subject to recording and monitoring. to accept charges press 1, to refuse charges, thank you for using telnetix. you may start the conversation now

man, how the f*ck this n*gga get my m*th*f*cking phone number man
h*llo?
put yvette on the m*th*f*cking phone n*gga
man how the f*ck you even get this number bruh
dont worry about all that n*gga we getting back together n*gga
maaan look man dont be calling me with this ol sucka ass sh*t man
she dont want you my n*gga (man f*ck you)
its over with ain’t no getting back together playboy
alright wе gone see n*gga

i bet you thinking bout k!lling us (yep)
latеly been in your feelings huh (yep)
you grown acting like a jittabug
bae moved on now you missing her (f*ck you)
used to punch her in her face and sh*t
had her stressed out loosing weight and sh*t
you should see her now bae getting thick
cause nah she in a good relationship
smart girl and she love to cook
but you was f*cking lil dirty foots
i treat her like she my side kick
you used to treat her like a side b*tch
& calling me was a strange move
the type of sh*t that a lame a do
you need to buy you a shank or two
& worry about a b*tch raping you
(worry about a b*tch raping you….green ass n*gga)
(you talk a lotta sh*t on this phone n*gga)
mannnn calling me with this sucka ass sh*t from jail my n*gga
(man i get out in two days n*gga)
man i dont give a f*ck cause you get out in two days n*gga
im glad to hear that n*gga but f*ck ya (iight)
but check this out before you do
(imma see you when i get out)

every day she get d*cked down
you gone love the way that ass sit nah (lil b*tch)
and i take her and your kids out
left all your clothes at your friends house
you broke her down but i changed her (you ain’t change sh*t)
bossed her life and her game up
we locked in and gone stay in love
and she covered your name up
told bae we was done with fighting (oh yeah)
made her go get her gun license
we waiting on you with assault rifles
yall over with ain’t no talking about it (you better be bout this sh*t)
yeah you spent that lil cash and sh*t
but money can’t buy a b*tch happiness
before you got locked up i was smashing jit
nah ya ain’t got nothing but her ass too kiss

lame ass n*gga
know what im sayin man
yall n*ggas wait to see ya girl looking good doing better with another n*gga
then yall wanna come with that ol hating ass sh*t
yall n*ggas some suckas n*gga
thinking with your m*th*f*cking d*ck
you gone come up short everytime
you can’t trust these hoes
i just told this n*gga i was getting out in two days n*gga
these hoes for everybody
these hoes for everybody
these hoes for everybody
these hoes for everybody
these hoes for everybody
these hoes for everybody
these hoes for everybody
these hoes for everybody
sounded tough on that phone n*gga
talked that sh*t nah im home with ya
this big nine be a dome splitter
that b*tch mine i belong with her
she miss the way daddy long d*ck her
last time we talked had a long visit
bae caught somebody with some long skrilla
and say she took that n*gga home with her
nah here i am with a chrome pistol
where that sack n*gga gone get it
see thats the problem with you dope dealers
be pillow talking to the wrong b*tches
yo bank account ain’t these hoes business
yall love to flex round grown women
doing all that rapping on the phone mister
must ain’t heard imma stone k!ller
new n*ggas run plenty game and
a b*tch tell her ex n*gga everything
i guess we see nah who really lame
and i know you feeling some typa way
sh*t n*gga not today
i was locked up you had a lot to say
said it was lucked out about lil bae
ain’t think i was coming up out them gates
so what you looking all hurt for
you the new n*gga im her first love
shoulda got you a chick outta church huh
bout to put your d*ck in the dirt bruh
you super save a hoe nah i got her
she set you up for a couple dollars
she get a n*gga and i come rob em
its a dirty world trust n0body
you lil b*tch ass boy
you ain’t think i was really gone come see bout that sh*t n*gga
n*gga talking bout you was taking my m*th*f*cking kids out n*gga
bout you got my b*tch n*gga
while im in jail soft ass n*gga
thought this sh*t was a joke n*gga
n*ggas already plotting on yo ass n*gga
im her first love n*gga thats my b*tch n*gga
the ex n*gga always the best n*gga
where that sack at n*gga

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