often - sxan lyrics
(laughter)
kiddow :bruh!
sxan : come to the phone
kiddow : “come to the phone”? why ungatsi “pick up the phone”?
sxan : yeh? wh*why…? i don’t pick up the phone mine…i don’t like no f*cking phone calls? (laughter) i don’t pick up the phone…let’s go
(hook)
yeah
i see you callin
you know i won’t come to the phone cause i told you i’m working
lemme get done with my business then maybe we’ll talk then
like often
often
i’m off till then yah yah
(verse 1 : sxan)
yeah i see you callin, callin, callin, callin…callin!
well you might as well just get to stalkin me
walkin down this road witchu is appalling
always talkin, talkin, talkin, talkin…f*ck it i’m off it!
i don’t got no sh*t to do witcho gossip, you better take no f*ckin offence nah
i don’t wanna kick it like back in the day when the love was existent and flawless (no no no)
just spend the night in my sheets, get me tired as f*ck but then you f*cked up then lost it (ay!)
so how bout we renew the sh*t we lost? (jokes)
or maybe try to pay out all the costs? (no)
just pull up with a pretty solid cause
“f*ck me till i cannot even walk don’t give a sh*t how much it costs” (yah yeah!)
but you wanna make all that a mission (aii)
you know how to get me f*cking p*ssed you dog!
i don’t give a sh*t cause don’t listen
i’ll just put you in the motherf*ckin pits with the dogs (growl)
and everything that i need is all i got so don’t pull on me
don’t come back if it ain t for this d
i’ll make it hard for you to love me
(hook)
i see you callin
you know i won’t cometo the phone cause i told you i’m working
lemme get done with my business then maybe we’ll talk then
like often
often
i’m off till then yah yah
(verse 2 : el*kiddow)
why you gotta keep me up
why you keep on calling
12 am man a n*gga can’t be yawnin
couple red eyes in the light
red dye
irritating f*cker i just hope that you can die
sh*t…
i might cut a b*tch her cl*t
see me going down
think i’m about to hit a l!ck
eeny mini miny moe that b*tch about to go
body in the shower
hot water
getting cold
(blurrhh)
d*mn i’m cold
stab your f*ckin body
then i’m p*ssin on your soul
funny how i murder b*tches as i’m growing old
now the truth has to be told
body bag 2 n*ggas
had to dig a 12 feet hole
make that 3 b*tch
six six plus six
triple six
i had to say it cause i’m chasin big billz
chop you up to pieces
lighting up a grill
neighbors showing up
uninvited
i guess we got a party
eat your meat up
big ribs
that’s lit
i’m a beast still a king
you just keep on calling then i’ll turn you to a feast
you should be scared
i’m a bad guy
i’d prolly sell my soul to that red guy
yeah that red guy
get me shut eye
(hook)
i see you callin
you know i won’t come to the phone cause i told you i’m working
lemme get done with my business then maybe we’ll talk then
like often
often
i’m off till then yah yah
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