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Phone, Phone
Yeah she keep blowing up my phone
Alone, Alone
You know deep inside that you can't leave me alone
Phone, Phone
Yeah she keep blowing up my phone
Alone, Alone
You know deep inside that you can't leave me alone
Sticks and stones may break my bones
Talking in a trance like nothing could go wrong
Cause everyday I wake up talking to you on the phone
You got me thinking how my number could get in your phone
You could really walk away and never come back this way
Never talk to me again and never say my name
No matter how many lil bitches talking to me on the phone
You know I'm always coming back, long as you don't do me wrong
Yo no se lo que tú quieres conmigo
Lo que si se es que me tienes desvelado
Lo que si se, me tienes desenfocado
Mirando tus fotos toda lo noche
Pensando en como te tuve aquella noche
En camino llego con una botella róse
Tu lo que quieres que te llegue y te chingue
Ese cuerpo que tú tienes mami es arte
Me matan las ganas de verte y besarte
Mami si te vieras en mi punto de vista
Tu tienes esa mirada que a cualquier conquista
Ella tiene todo lo que a mi me fascina
Mami, tu me tienes a mi deseándote
Yo me vuelvo loco alucinándote, yeah
Me encanta cuando pasas perreandome
Tu quieres que te ponga contra la pared
Phone, Phone
Yeah she keep blowing up my phone
Alone, Alone
You know deep inside that you can't leave me alone
Phone, Phone
Yeah she keep blowing up my phone
Alone, Alone
You know deep inside that you can't leave me alone
Bitches hit my line yea they blowing up my phone
If they tryin start shit, Ima send em straight home
I'm all bout this money, I be in the studio
She be flirting with me but I can't stress bout no hoe
I dream about that cash, I got money on my mind
She be tryna cuddle with me but ion got no time
I do this for the myself, I don't do this for no clout
I'm tryin get my family straight, and I'm tryin make it out
She be acting toxic why she always tryna fight
I'm too busy in the streets making money day and night
They want me to perform, I'll do it if the price is right
I'm smoking all my pain away, I'm higher than a kite
Got you blowing up my phone
You not tryna be alone
Girl I'm thinking bout you even when I'm scrolling through my phone
When we riding through the city know I'm clutching
And if a **** try and mess with you I'll put one through his dome
She said she tryna pull up and
Just work shit out
Lemme take you upstairs so we can buss it down
We can break it down
When we talking all night
Make me wanna write about
Lemme figure it out
Phone, Phone
Yeah she keep blowing up my phone
Alone, Alone
You know deep inside that you can't leave me alone
Phone, Phone
Yeah she keep blowing up my phone
Alone, Alone
You know deep inside that you can't leave me alone