Voicemail by Kerina Alex Lyrics
Intro:
Hello
Why you still calling me
I told you, we're done
I'm over it
(Sigh)
I'm over you
I'm tired
Verse 1:
I roll a joint one time
Took a sip of my wine
Took a peek in the mirror
Damn I look so fine
I ain't got nothing on my mind
I ain't even looking for no hero
Cause I'm to damn fly
To be fucking with a zero
Why this nigga blowing up my line
Its my past be calling
He be wasting my time
Now a girl is balling
He thinks that I'm not over his ass
He don't know he's the thing of the past
Chorus:
So done with your calls
Don't bother calling me for no smalls
Me and you we ain't got no words
I'm tired of giving you my all
So done with your ass
There ain't no going back to my past
Me and you we ain't got no words
(You know what fuck it)
Let that shit go to voicemail
Let that shit go to voicemail, voicemail, voicemail
Shit go to voicemail voicemail
Verse 2:
Played to Many games
You even tried to ruin my name
But guess what I'm still shining
And your attempts done failed
Must think I'm a fool to go back
No other bitch like me and that's a fact
I'm a boss b, I get my own stack
U'z a waste man out of waste land
So don't waste your time calling
Why this nigga keep blowing up my phone
(Phone rings)
Wait is he still calling me
Verse 3:
Only say my name and I'd been there for you
My loving what you need, was waiting here for you
Say you was the one, I'm looking where for you?
Say you want me back, thought I'm not for you
See I thought you was the one for life
Thought you were my hero and my shining knight
Always had your back we was the ride or die
Late nights late drives as we be flying high
Now that I moved on, I ain't got time for fools
This Big Girl boss, got boss things to do
Gotta keep it moving like the dollars on my stack
Cause i know i got my money and my money got my back
Pre-Chorus:
Let that shit go to voicemail
Let that shit go to voicemail, voicemail
Voicemail
Shit go to voicemail voicemail
Voicemail
Let that shit goto voicemail voicemail
Voicemail
Shit go to voicemail voicemail
Chorous:
So done with your calls
Don't bother calling me for no smalls
Me And u we ain't got no words
I'm tired of giving you my all
So done with uh ass
There ain't no going back to my past
Me and you we ain't got no words
(U know what fuck it)
Let that shit go to voicemail
Let that shit go to voicemail voicemail
Voicemail, voicemail
Let that shit go to voicemail voicemail, voicemail
Shit go to voicemail voicemail
Hello
Why you still calling me
I told you, we're done
I'm over it
(Sigh)
I'm over you
I'm tired
Verse 1:
I roll a joint one time
Took a sip of my wine
Took a peek in the mirror
Damn I look so fine
I ain't got nothing on my mind
I ain't even looking for no hero
Cause I'm to damn fly
To be fucking with a zero
Why this nigga blowing up my line
Its my past be calling
He be wasting my time
Now a girl is balling
He thinks that I'm not over his ass
He don't know he's the thing of the past
Chorus:
So done with your calls
Don't bother calling me for no smalls
Me and you we ain't got no words
I'm tired of giving you my all
So done with your ass
There ain't no going back to my past
Me and you we ain't got no words
(You know what fuck it)
Let that shit go to voicemail
Let that shit go to voicemail, voicemail, voicemail
Shit go to voicemail voicemail
Verse 2:
Played to Many games
You even tried to ruin my name
But guess what I'm still shining
And your attempts done failed
Must think I'm a fool to go back
No other bitch like me and that's a fact
I'm a boss b, I get my own stack
U'z a waste man out of waste land
So don't waste your time calling
Why this nigga keep blowing up my phone
(Phone rings)
Wait is he still calling me
Verse 3:
Only say my name and I'd been there for you
My loving what you need, was waiting here for you
Say you was the one, I'm looking where for you?
Say you want me back, thought I'm not for you
See I thought you was the one for life
Thought you were my hero and my shining knight
Always had your back we was the ride or die
Late nights late drives as we be flying high
Now that I moved on, I ain't got time for fools
This Big Girl boss, got boss things to do
Gotta keep it moving like the dollars on my stack
Cause i know i got my money and my money got my back
Pre-Chorus:
Let that shit go to voicemail
Let that shit go to voicemail, voicemail
Voicemail
Shit go to voicemail voicemail
Voicemail
Let that shit goto voicemail voicemail
Voicemail
Shit go to voicemail voicemail
Chorous:
So done with your calls
Don't bother calling me for no smalls
Me And u we ain't got no words
I'm tired of giving you my all
So done with uh ass
There ain't no going back to my past
Me and you we ain't got no words
(U know what fuck it)
Let that shit go to voicemail
Let that shit go to voicemail voicemail
Voicemail, voicemail
Let that shit go to voicemail voicemail, voicemail
Shit go to voicemail voicemail