Lletres:
Faint The Phone Call

you up But instead I got the phone call Just thought I'd call to let you know I wanna be alone all night again The phone call Just thought I'd call

(Bizzy) Yeah, Daddy's the crackhead Mama's just lookin' for love Marijuana, weedman, little thug We don't call him Steven Breathin' in the garden

too late [Verse 10: Low-G] My homie died and the cops called it drug related I was standing right there when his mother fainted And I felt trapped, cause

drink cum, get drunk, it's nut cracker And it's well known that Rell home, yup Hit E.T. up on the cell phone As your family dies and my family rise Call

on the phone I could not compete My dumb luck, fake competence was gettin? weak For a sec I thought I sounded sweet But sure enough in a gruff, faint

I'm sitting by the window of your thirty-second floor apartment Waiting for your phone calls all to end I'm sitting watching wind blow Watching time go

it out...its getting wetter now... she need a paper towel.dont pull it out. ahhhh like your smile. Chorus: Answer your phone.hello?(wuddup) pick up your phone

Late at night I call her But I never say a word And I can see her squeeze the phone between her chin and shoulder And I can almost smell her breath faint

morning, the phone is ringin' off the hook And AMG is puttin' down girl rhymes in his notebook Or should I say dope sack, because we don't bust wack I pick up the phone