But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see
When you probably live with your mom, and can't pay for tv
And this from a person that never believed in religion
Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women
Callin' for girls to administer their riches,
Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love
Ball in hand, with callin stands, i looked at you and never saw a man
D-low where's the trigger, i'll let this bullet play hero.. bang
You gon' miss a good thing, end up bitter alone
Gasping for phones, but ain't nobody even home
Hey girl, i called, but you ain't callin',
Catch you up on places i've been
And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay
Callin' your name, screaming and shouting you're way,
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