Z-Ro
Call My Phone
[Chorus: Z-Ro]
Bitch, you ain't gotta call my phone
Matta fact all you hoes can leave me alone
I just want my money
And now one of you nappy-headed hoes goin get none from me
N***a, you ain't gotta call my phone
Matta fact all you n***as can leave me alone
I just want my money
And now one of my fake ass homeboys won't get none from me

[Verse 1: Z-RO]
I don't need no help, my n***a
I can do bad on my own
And I don't need no company lil momma
Even tho I know you give great dome
I rather play my Xbox 360 while smoking and sipping drank
Ain't even goin waste no gas, going to get some ass, I'm a keep my gas in my tank
Leave my money in my pocket I never leave it with hoes
Put a ring on my own finger cause I sleep with Z-RO
Homie I'ont giva fuck about what you drive or how much money ya got
And I don't giva damn if y'all really like me or not
I see ya lips moving but I can't hear nothing, cause I'm not listening
Hoe you only talking to me because my teeth are glistening
Y'all n***as be riding dicks so much y'all need a dildo
That way when you think about Z-RO, you can shove it up on yo ass real slow
I'm a gangsta but I'm a man first, and I tolerate, no disrespect
Lil momma if it's money for me to make we gon skip the sex
[Chorus: Z-RO]
Bitch, you ain't gotta call my phone
Matta fact all you hoes can leave me alone
I just want my money
And now one of you nappy-headed hoes goin get none from me
N***a, you ain't gotta call my phone
Matta fact all you n***as can leave me alone
I just want my money
And now one of my fake ass homeboys won't get none from me

[Verse 2: Slim Thug]
Slim Thugga, Mothafucka
I'm tryna stay rich, fuck a bitch (fuck a bitch)
I rather hit the studio and make another hit (another hit)
Stop calling on my phone mayn I'm on some other shit
Just leave a n***a 'lone, I ain't goin suck cause ya fucking with
Cause bitch you ain't about to get no dime or no quality time
I rather be on my grind, smoking weed, writing rhymes
All you rapping ass n***as calling me to get signed
Want me to rap for free, you done lost yo mind (you done lost yo mind)
I'ont care how long I knew ya give a fuck if we can
Went to high school together giva fuck if we friends
Ya ain't talking bout shit if you ain't talking bout ends
Bring ya ten G's, I see what'cha talking bout then
All you roaching ass n***as and hoes in my face
Can't get a crumb from me, no so don't waste
Yo mothafuckin crime tryna plot on mine
I got my cash in my stash locked down, so now...
[Chorus: Z-RO]
Bitch, you ain't gotta call my phone
Matta fact all you hoes can leave me alone
I just want my money
And now one of you nappy-headed hoes goin get none from me
N***a, you ain't gotta call my phone
Matta fact all you n***as can leave me alone
I just want my money
And now one of my fake ass homeboys won't get none from me

[Verse 3: Z-RO]
It's a shame having a cell phone, but don't want it to ring
Cause I don't wanna deal with bull shit people and the bull shit they might bring
That's why I send them the voice mail heaven (I don't wanna talk)
Cause bull shit run a marathon, I rather keep it real and walk
I don't giva damn how pretty you look, you can still kiss my ass
Especially if I die to choose between you and my cash
I'm a choose money everytime, anyway I always get a new whip
Besides, I'm what bitches be tryna find, I'm young, black and I'm rich
If you thinking I'm goin pay money to hit that ass
I gotta trick fo yo ugly ass
I'll just miss you right after I hit you and then go fuck yo friends
Then you'll be ready to commit suicide and then I'll never speak to you again
My n***a Grady, my n***a Rick B, my n***a Michael Corleone
There them only three n***as phone number programed in my phone
They call me the king of the ghetto, because I rule this bitch
I'm bout business I don't participate in foolishness, bitch
[Chorus: Z-Ro]
Bitch, you ain't gotta call my phone
Matta fact all you hoes can leave me alone
I just want my money
And now one of you nappy-headed hoes goin get none from me
N***a, you ain't gotta call my phone
Matta fact all you n***as can leave me alone
I just want my money
And now one of my fake ass homeboys won't get none from me