U Don't Have To Call Testo
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Testo U Don't Have To Call
[Verse 1]
Situations will arise, in our lives
But you gotta smart about it
Celebrations, with the guys
I sacrificed, cause you could not sleep without it
Girl I, cause I loved you
You were my girl
See I, thought the world of you
But so you know
You don't have to call baby no
Cause imma be alright tonight
You don't have to call baby no
Imma be alright tonight
[Verse 2]
We are very rare
10% of a foster home trying to Cinderella this shit
This melanin pit they placed us in and said get out
No blueprint, hell's cruiseship
Took him and her, who made him and her
Who made him and her who made her
Who ran away from the south at 14 pregnant
Who made her who came back to the south
Atlanta, Georgia who made me
Funny hairline, white navy
Blonde dreads, African name both of our parents
Original black hippies, so what?
Little 5 point to avendale to Stone Crest
You out in [?]
But fuck that, I'm a high class nigga I catch you at Atlantics
Nah fuck that, I'm looking for hoes at Atlantic Station
Nah fuck that, I'm at South DeKalb Mall
Really in the parking lot, leaning on some broke niggas camry
The pic you sent last night says you really with the shits
[?] passenger seat exhales
Wasn't ready for all that
Cause it's not me
I mean who is right?
Imma take you to [?]
There's $20 to wear my hat inside
I give em $100 and tell em to pay for it for the niggas behind me
They playing Jeezy like that shit came out yesterday
Thug motivation, I was never a thug and they used to respect me for it
But now the games fucked up and I gotta Michael Coreleone these niggas
Quiet, confident, I talk to her
She came with you but she left with me now she's in the passenger seat
So, where we going?
Just the way
Which leaves you standing there thinking
You don't have to call baby
Situations will arise, in our lives
But you gotta smart about it
Celebrations, with the guys
I sacrificed, cause you could not sleep without it
Girl I, cause I loved you
You were my girl
See I, thought the world of you
But so you know
You don't have to call baby no
You don't have to call baby no
Imma be alright tonight
[Verse 2]
We are very rare
10% of a foster home trying to Cinderella this shit
This melanin pit they placed us in and said get out
No blueprint, hell's cruiseship
Took him and her, who made him and her
Who made him and her who made her
Who ran away from the south at 14 pregnant
Who made her who came back to the south
Atlanta, Georgia who made me
Funny hairline, white navy
Blonde dreads, African name both of our parents
Original black hippies, so what?
Little 5 point to avendale to Stone Crest
You out in [?]
But fuck that, I'm a high class nigga I catch you at Atlantics
Nah fuck that, I'm looking for hoes at Atlantic Station
Nah fuck that, I'm at South DeKalb Mall
Really in the parking lot, leaning on some broke niggas camry
The pic you sent last night says you really with the shits
[?] passenger seat exhales
Wasn't ready for all that
Cause it's not me
I mean who is right?
Imma take you to [?]
There's $20 to wear my hat inside
I give em $100 and tell em to pay for it for the niggas behind me
They playing Jeezy like that shit came out yesterday
Thug motivation, I was never a thug and they used to respect me for it
But now the games fucked up and I gotta Michael Coreleone these niggas
Quiet, confident, I talk to her
She came with you but she left with me now she's in the passenger seat
So, where we going?
Just the way
Which leaves you standing there thinking
You don't have to call baby
Chad Hugo, Pharrell Williams
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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